blow these candles out
i'm taken
his fingers trace me
in this quiet dark
my sweet escape
his gentle hands
they pull me close
we're intertwined
......
and when the dawn breaks
we're back to being..
what we're supposed to be
i'm taken
his fingers trace me
in this quiet dark
my sweet escape
his gentle hands
they pull me close
we're intertwined
......
and when the dawn breaks
we're back to being..
what we're supposed to be