LYRIC
The more drift
Into hidden places.
They don't exist.
You own my whisper,
But never need it
To give you a meaning. [Pre-chorus] How could you
Put your weight on me
And still come to
Be this dear? [Chorus] You sit on my hair. [Verse 2] My head fell down now.
You might as well
Come lay your babies
In my ear.
And after hatching
When they'll need me
I will feed them. [Pre-chorus] How could you. [Chorus] You sit on my hair. [Intermediate part] Come put your mark on
My friendly kisses
And I'll deliver. [Chorus] You sit on my hair. [Outro] How could you
Come to be this dear.
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