Pack all your miseries in an album.
Leave it at my door of my forest cabin.
You can carry with you your past’s glum, 
‘cause some memories are worth savin’

Don’t come in tonight as a stranger,
Don’t walk away if you see danger.
It’s will just be me standing on the bridge,
walking slowly over to the edge of the ridge.
Jump with me or let me jump into the abyss,
If it’s not your arms, I choose oblivion.

Bring all your bad behaviors packed.
Lay it  down on my bedroom floor.
Don’t be shy to admit what you lacked,
Put it on a list and stick it on my door.

Don’t stop dancing when the music starts,
Don’t  finish while the chorus lasts.
I am here always to pick up the pieces,
the skin you shed when the light decreases.
My love is waiting patiently in the corner.
If it’s not tonight, maybe in another life.