let me inside you into your room i ve heard it s lined with the things you don t show lay me beside you down on the floor i ve been your lover from the womb to the tomb i dress as your daughter when the moon becomes round you be my mother when everything s gone chorus and she will always carry on something is lost but something is found they will keep on speaking her name some things change some stay the same keep beckoning to me from behind that closed door the maid and the mother and the crone that s grown old i hear your voice coming out of that hole i listen to you and i want some more i listen to you and i want some more chorus and she will always carry on something is lost but something is found they will keep on speaking her name some things change some stay the same