your melting world comes before you get ahold of yourself inside the light in your eyes no longer place the sun on this dark life running from you in darkness fear for my soul inside my breath is my trust into your hands the air no longer holds these binds
the fear you give to me the feel you give to me
Its the way and the place and the move your making(repeat)
shifting your wind on my face get ahold of yourself outside the tears in your eyes no longer cast the shade on this clear mind
the fear you give to me the feel you give to me
Its the way and the place and the move your making....