Fragile, like a baby in your arms,
Be gentle with me, I'd never willingly do you harm.
Apologies are all you seem to get from me.
But just like a child, you make me smile when you care for me.
And you knowIt's a question of lust, it's a question of trust.
It's a question of not letting what we've built up crumble to dust.
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together.