Take these trembling hands, Touch these fingertips. Help them understand, The silence on your lips.
When the steam rises from the ground, Levitating without a sound. There's a peacefulness to be found, In a breath that is skywards bound.
Soothe this pain, soothe this pain.
Mend this broken voice, Ease these eager needs. Every little choice, Leads to fetile deeds.
Light up when the night is worn. Opens up to an untouched morn. [x2]
Rest, when these worried eyes, Melt away into open skies [x2]
Take these trembling hands, Touch these fingertips. Help them understand, The silence on your lips.
When the steam rises from the ground, Levitating without a sound. There's a peacefulness to be found, In a breath that is skywards boundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
