20 October 2026
Last night the house was cold
The darkness came inside
It took our hands and led us away on a carpet ride
As we circled through the night
I said take it in your stride
If you want to get back home, open up your eyes
Please Don't Touch, he's delicate
It's torn me up inside
A fragile shell of life
Please don't touch, he's fortunate
I'm making you aware, to handle with care
When I give myself a moment, I can see the accident
I'm not prepared or fully aware of what it could have meant
When you make a wrong decision
Don't be too hard on yourself
Just make good use and tell the truth and blushes will be spared
Please don't judge, I'm telling you
To hold your thoughts inside, be courteous and kind
Please don't touch, he's delicate
I'm making you aware, to handle with care...