Aniseed kisses and lipstick traces,
lemonade sipped in Belgian rooms
couldn't replace the graceful notions
that clung to me when I clung to you.
And they touched you like no one touched you,
when you broke they were there with glue,
and their kindness was not a weakness
when they were there they were there for you.
But will theeeeeey love you,
the way, the way I loved you?
we jumped over the barriers
jumped over the barriers.
(Follow the same pattern for the rest of the song)