Thirty days have past and I'm still here In joy at last, in joy and fear
I sleep in your breast / Your heart is my bed An hours rest / Then back in my head
I look for a hole so I can sneak in And hold your soul so bright and thin To kiss those lips, then speak your name To ride your ships and feel no pain I yield before your eyes, something in your stare That expose your lies so naked and bare But I lie as well so I don't say a thing This ain't no hell, just your burning wings
Thirty days have past and I'm still here In joy at last, in joy and fear
I sleep in your breast / Your heart is my bed An hours rest / Then back in my head