I've got this thing that you really wouldn’t understand it anywaynI've carried it like the cross everywhere that I’ve been living.nnSky turned to grey and birds fell awaynAnd made me feel alone.nSo I moved away to the citynAnd now I've never felt so alone.nnAll I need, I need your weightnWhen we lay at night, your arms were tightnBut I don’t think I'll make it through December.nnRestlessness and a longing will keep me moving all aroundnBut now I'm tired and I'm weary, but I still long for you.nnLike the leaves I will clingnLike the leaves I'll fall awaynIn weakness here I can’t take this much longer.nnAll I need, I need your weightnWhen we lay at night your arms are tightnBut I don't think I'll make it through December.