Reindeer Section (The)
If Eveything Fell Quiet
be my guide be my pilot
be the breath on my face
be the arms aching for me
be the heart in my chest
this is the way I want you to look in my mind
I couldn't face another night like that again
be my hope I'll be your hope
be the hair that knots with my hair
be the drink when I am thirsty
be the hand I hold at night
From Letras Mania