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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