hold me close and then
in your arms where I say yes
hold me
wash with me again
looser in your rapture around me
wash with me again
again
in the world
come from depth
on your vision
i don't want to carry this hours no more
carry this hours no more
we both are
come from depth
in your vision
i don't want to carry this hours no more
carry this hours no more
little box of dolls
and these begs I've borrowed