Based on Pavane by Gabriel Fauré
I was yours before the first morn broke
Before the sun that woke the earth
And I was yours before rain kissed the ground
Before the first dawn's sound was heard
I'll be the whisper of angels
And I'll be the frost on your gla**
And I'll be the shadows at twilight
I'll be your first your last
I'm the rush-the fire in your veins
Across the desert plains I ride
I'm the ache the sound that midnight makes
A streak of star across the sky
I'll be the whisper of angels
And I'll be the frost on your gla**
And I'll be the shadows at twilight
I'll be your first your last