Tonight I'm melancholy but I'm meant to benI slipped into a melody, watching you fallnTonight it's the smallest things that satisfynIt's the stillness of your smilenIt's the comfort of your eyesnThey can't take it away I'm holding onto thisnWatching you sleep, I'm watching you sleepnnI'm held in your little hands as I'm watching you breathenHow fragile we seem to benYou and menTonight I'm melancholy in the third degreenI waited for the harmony, watching you fallnTonight it's the purest things that satisfynnI'd be happy to go blindnIn the comfort of your eyesnThey can't take it awaynI'm holding onto thisnI don't want to wake you up but I'm holding onto thisnYou and menHumour me