In your life, in my life,
There are secrets too dark
To let out, to let go of,
To get over.

But that’s all right, baby.
That’s all right by me.
It’s all right now.

Just let me say
Please, („Yea, yo, yea, yo!“)
Please, („Yea, yo, yea, yo!“)
Please, („Yea, yo, yea, yo!“)
Please be kind
To my mistakes.

(Kate Bush)