Paroles: Holly Miranda. The Magician's Private Library. Canvas.

I've spent too long
In sinking sand
Holding breath
Only to defy death
A narrow escape only
Only to be save
A narrow escape only
By your caress
Was it something in your eyes
Or was it in your lips
That made me feel sane?

Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still one that's blank
Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still one that's blank
Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still blank