LYRICS: ***Verse 1 (by Emily Dickinson)*** Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night I think it unto myself No spectacle in sight
***Chorus 1 (by PSM)*** the spittin image of my love you're laying and you're praying stop it isn't catchy, not at all and all you have to do is drop
you drop me from your deepest thoughts you drop me from your deep blue heart you let me walk, you let me slide forget it all, let me die
***Verse 2 (by Emily Dickinson)*** Sometimes it is with the Heart Sometimes with the Soul Scarcer once with the Might Few will love at all.
***Chorus 2 (by PSM)*** spittin image of my love you're lying right in to my face it isn't catchy, not at all there's nothing left for me but grace
you grace me with your deepest thoughts you grace me with your deep blue heart don't let me walk, don't let me slide forget it all, just don't let me die...