I felt myself drowning and falling and weeping
Down in the sound waves, flailing and reaching
I looked to be bobbing, no one could see me
Took a deep breath, remembered what she told me

You don't have to suffer
Not with real love
Come out from undercover
It's time

Copper flames are turning on all the winter lights
The sky is a chrysanthemum burning in my eyes
All the colors singing out now that I am with you
Everything spring abounds, everything holy, new

You don't have to suffer
Not with real love
Come out from undercover
It's time