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White Waters
I see a silhouette, liquid that moves
Skin like a pearl in the sea
I cannot resist this, her voice in the wind
But is it my eyes are deceived?
Is it you I see?
Lie down in my arms
Trust what you see
Smooth your brow, you will be with me
To find your relief
Gazing at whitecaps, coming so close
Everything's suddenly clear
Numb with the aching, and still I am waiting
The water is pulling me near
Would you welcome me?
Lie down in my arms
Try not to breathe
Quiet love, you are now with me
You need no words to speak
For my mistakes, I am to blame
Never believed that it was all meant to fall
I'd give my life, to have you near once again
Take me away, would you forgive me?