You, still a whisper on my lips,
Feeling at my fingertips,
Pullin' at my skin.
You, leave me when I'm at my worst,
Feelin' 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
Days go by and still I think of you.
Days when I couldn't live my life without you.
You, still a whipser on my lips,
Feeling at my fingertips,
Pullin' at my skin.
And days go by and still I think of you.
Days when I couldn't live my life without you.
Days go by and still I think of you.
Yeah, days when I couldn't live my life without you, you.
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