say back somethingnwhy don't you meet me in the morning?nsay back somethingnmy arms will meet you in the airnwhen you say come backnwhy don't you mean it in the morning?nwhen i say come backnmy hands will meet you in the airnnclouds have got your headnthere's silence in our bednand arms and legs of leadnand i, oh, i'm so scarednnsay back somethingnwhy can't you look me in the eyes?nstuck in the undertownand i still hold outnwhy won't you meet me in the morning?nnsalt has drowned my headnand i've been so misleadnby the comfort of our bednand i, oh i'm so scarednno i, no i'm so scarednnyou mean it all?nthen say it allnand i'll be in our bed