Like Jesus through the looking glassnTo Geraldine I make this passnTurn off the lights and come to bednForget all the dreadful things I've saidn(I've said them all before for surento other girls, no less demure).nTie my shoe lace help me walknBut this time please don't make me talknThere are things I dare not saynOf who I love and in what waynBut Geraldine accepts me mutenFor silence is a stronger suit.nThe leaves have fallen soon will snownnOn Geraldine and all those belownThe passing years leave vapour trailsnOr silver patterns like those of snailsnI was quite sure when we passed herenBut rain left sky and paving clear.nLove is such a fractured thingnIts splinters slither in our skinnWe will never feel completenWith time we always will competenThese moments mirrored in your eyesnWill stay with me till this body dies.nSo stay with me till this body diesnStay with me till this body diesnThis body dies.