Luti-Kriss. Petty Larson. Zeneszám

Your hands hold more than you know
The way your eyes will talk to me
Every breath you breathe, breathes right on me
What's been done around, round and round again

My eyes can see you affecting me but in the unseen
I have hands holding me from the ground
This is my life, breathe light, breathe life
My eyes, they're already yours
My life, it's already yours