You...You
You are still a whisper on my lips
I feel it at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You
You leave when I′m at my worst
A feeling as if I′ve been cursed
Bitter cold within

Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn′t live my life without you
Without You
Without You

You are still a whisper on my lips
I feel it at my fingertips
Pulling at my skin
You leave me when I′m at my worst
A feeling as if I′ve been cursed
Bitter cold within

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