"And I thought I heard you promise, Oh no, I thought I heard you say, Oh now, I hear the foxes calling. But darling, this lamb is on the run, Tell my why the hell it's wasted, Only once on the young, once now, Let's demand Cupid to take back his arrow. Oh no, bow will bend again, Oh yeah, we'll shoot it right this time. And if Cupid won't take it back, oh no, The haunting will case this lamb, Right in, the slip of heavenly traps, Take my hand, Lets leave, Cause aren't we all, Lost hearts, trying to patch up the hurt? And I thought I heard you say it, Oh I, I thought I heard you call my name, No oh, I thought you ment to catch me darling, But are we all, lost hearts, trying to fight of the dark? But are we all, lost souls, trying to find our way home? The hunter's calling out the lamb, oh no, And I, I thought I heard you say my name, But aren't we all, scarred hearts, trying to find our path, But aren't we all, scarred hearts, trying to find back our path."