Don't Tell Me When Something Is Beautiful

And Don't Tell Me How To Talk To My Friends

Just Tell Me The Names Of The Stars In The Sky

What's Your Favourite Song

Tell Me The Names Of The Lovers You Had

Before I Came Along



Don't Put Your Arms Around Me

And Don't Hold Me Tight

'Cause I Could Get Used To Your Vision Of Paradise



And Don't Ask Me Where All Of The Pain Goes

'Cause You Make Me Feel That I Don't Know Myself

You Say That You Want Me Forever And I

I Say That Love Is No Crime

So Tell Me The Names Of The Children We'll Have

At The End Of The Line



Don't Put Your Arms Around Me

And Don't Hold Me Tight

'Cause I Could Get Used To Your Vision Of Paradise

And Don't Let Me Near The Garden

Of Earthly Delights

'Cause I Could Get Used To Your Vision Of Paradise

Of Paradise

Of Paradise



Just Use Your Heart Not Your Head

While I Fall Apart In My Bed

I Find Myself Aching For You

I Feel Myself Breaking In Two



So Don't Tell Me When I Should Come On Home

There Might Be A Time You Don't Want Me Around

So Don't Build Your World Around Me

And Don't Hold Me Tight

'Cause I Could Get Used To Your Vision Of Paradise