In the still small beating chambers of my heart
Whispers a voice, even smaller still
It’s words thrum through my veins
Seep into my dreams
Weaving a web so beautiful
I wish I would never wake up
In the still small beating chambers of my heart
Whispers a voice, even smaller still
It’s words thrum through my veins
Seep into my dreams
Weaving a web so beautiful
I wish I would never wake up