Tina Arena - Chains - lyrics But in your mind, necessity of getting your way Tradition disguised, suspicion and lies Selfish desire, you’re looking for maternal perfection Oh what a shame, its something you can't get on your own And you need my absolution for the sins you can't confess Sing low so no one hears you and sing high making me cry I hear something when wrapped in your arms An Italian song of love Who can resist a show of such apparent devotion Could there exist a love of such unfaultering strength? Convinced of a dream, denying a scheme And you need my absolution for the sins you won't confess Sing low so no one hears you and sing high making me cry I hear something when wrapped in your arms An Italian song of love Sing low help me remember how you loved making me cry Now I hear only echoes and whispers These echoes and whispers An Italian song of love Sing low so no one hears you and sing high (let me sing it high) making me cry (making me cry) I hear something when wrapped in your arms (I feel it in your arms) An Italian love song Sing low (sing low) help me remember how you loved making me cry Now I hear only echoes and whispers (echoes and whispers) These echoes and whispers An Italian song of love