In the Passing

Some time in the passing I called your name, I looked your way Somehow without knowing, I changed your name I tied my lace I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath On the back of my neck And I don't want to call it Baby I'll never be sure of it, but I'm cured of it Every other poison I've watered down to keep around And only now I'm hearing the clearest sound And I've watered down I don't want to lose it, God I miss feeling your breath On the back of my neck And I don't want to call it Baby I'll never sure of it, but I'm cured of it Baby, turn your eyes It's nothing tonight I've got another crush To carry me Wish that I could lose it, but God I miss feeling your breath On the back of my neck I wish that could call it, and baby I'm almost sure of it That I could be cured of it