Lyrics

You are still a whisper on my lips, A feeling at my fingertips That's pulling up my skin. You leave me when I'm at my worst. Feeling as if I've been cursed Bitter cold within. Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. Without you. You are still a whisper on my lips, A feeling at my fingertips That's pulling up my skin. Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. Days go by and still I think of you. Days when I couldn't live my life without you. Without you
Writer(s): Victoria Jane Horn, Steve Whyton Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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