open my heart
come ravage my soul and
listen to the rhythm of my voice
words strum chords too fragile for
even angel's delight,
softly, softly
who sees my essence and
how do you see what you
cannot know?
do you feel it just yet?
i'll dance hypnotically in verse
by the crackling of the fire
wait for me... wait
for me
i'll dance for you
watch, just watch, and listen
shhhh...
rhythm is the whisper
in the wind.
come ravage my soul and
listen to the rhythm of my voice
words strum chords too fragile for
even angel's delight,
softly, softly
who sees my essence and
how do you see what you
cannot know?
do you feel it just yet?
i'll dance hypnotically in verse
by the crackling of the fire
wait for me... wait
for me
i'll dance for you
watch, just watch, and listen
shhhh...
rhythm is the whisper
in the wind.
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