Sheyla Chandra - Waiting | Текст песни

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like a desert bloom I sit at your feet
like a desert bloom I sit at your feet
trolling for a rain drop to fall from your lips
to fall from your lips
waiting to be woken and born by your calling
waiting to be woken and born by your calling
I'm waiting

the blood red lullaby's rocking my throat
the blood red lullaby's rocking my throat
my whole being trembles in mimicry
in mimicry
to echo and savor every sound that you utter
to echo and savor every sound that you utter
to echo

and I ride the waves
of each deathly breath
of each deathly breath

like a desert bloom I sit at your feet
and I ride the waves
of each deathly breath
of each deathly breath
waiting to be woken and born by your calling
waiting to be woken and born by your calling
I'm waiting

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