Human patterns Wedding marches Bouncing babies Fallen arches Oh let them fall, let them fall Your guard and your clothes Let them fall It`ll end in tears I won`t cry I won`t cry I won`t I was looking for a nail To catch my clothing And my imagination Oh let it pull let it run To leave me completely undone It`ll end in tears I won`t cry I won`t cry I won`t What time won`t tell The tolling bell Say secrets won`t be kept The bus was late We celebrate The bus conductress weeping At the terminus It`ll end in tears I won`t cry I won`t cry I won`t