Breath
Come to me in the silence of the night
But you know that you can count on a fright.
Rasping breath, pounding pulse
The makings of a horrible force.
I'll lead the way with halting grace
I know what will make your heart race.
Come to me in the silence of the night
But you know that you can count on a fright.
Rasping breath, pounding pulse
The makings of a horrible force.
I'll lead the way with halting grace
I know what will make your heart race.
