You are still a whisper on my lips
A feeling at my fingertips
That's pulling at my skin
You leave me when I'm at my worst
Like a feeling as if I've been cursed
From the bitter cold within
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Without you
You are still a whisper on my lips
A feeling at my fingertips
That's pulling at my skin
Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Without you
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