Roisin Murphy - Sing it back ( live in NYC) My little song will keep you beside me Thinking your name as I sing No, you can't help it if you have been tempted By fruit hanging ripe on the tree And I feel useless Don't care what the truth is You will be here come the day Truth do you hear me? Don't try to come near me So tired I sleep through the lie If you desire to lay here beside me Come to my sweet melody Sing it back to me (sing it) Bring it back (sing it)