Now, who is this kneeling in the sleet I hold your hand wondering if you hear me there'll be... Nothing left to say if you stop breathing So who are you kneeling at my feet I hold your head begging you: "Please hear me!" - there'll be... Nothing left to say if you stop breathing So don't you hold, not your breath for me Nothing left to say if you stop here...
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