All I know it's not my turn to fear 
This much 
I know I watch the girl stand still 
This much 
I know a warning whispered in your ear 
All I know it's not my turn to fear 
There's a village far below 
I'm passing by so come on, come out to play 
Ask your mother, ask your mother 
And tell her why the time 
I called And the reason is 
I love you 
It justifies it all 
There's a secret 
I've been keeping 
Pushed aside and left behind 
It's back again like bad religion 
Oh we love to lose our minds 
Oh we love to lose our minds 
Oh we love to lose our minds