Dancing with you
Sing with you...

Could it be, could it be
That there's nothing left for me...

Roses drip slowly, as the rain falls
Skin flushes, pink, red, white...

Move over, move over, move over
It is coming through...

I miss you so much
i can still reamber you Touch...

Darkness descends, deep, dark, and dreaded
Cold comes, clammy, callused, challenging, and...