Текст песни
I wake to the whisper of the morning light
Your name on my lips after dreaming all night
The room is silent, but you're everywhere
Even empty walls breathe your hair
I try to run, but the door stays closed
My heart's a garden where your shadow grows
And the smoke from my coffee draws your face in the air
A ghost made of perfume, of longing and prayer
You live in my veins, in the beat, in the sound
In every small thing that I thought I had found
Love turned to fire, devotion to sin
I don't know where you end and I begin
Your laugh is a needle sewing my mind
Stitching the hours I wish to rewind
The street wears your steps when I walk alone
Every stranger steals your tone
I try to speak, but I taste your name
Sweet like honey, wild like flame
And the smoke from my coffee draws your face in the air
A ghost made of perfume, of longing and prayer
You live in my veins, in the beat, in the sound
In every small thing that I thought I had found
Love turned to fire, devotion to sin
I don't know where you end and I begin
Maybe I'm lost, maybe I'm blind
Building a temple inside my mind
You're the saint and the thief of my soul
The only wound that makes me whole
Still the smoke from my coffee draws your face in the air
My beautiful prison, my tender despair
If loving is madness, I'll never be free
'Cause even my shadow is jealous of me
Love turned obsession, sweet holy sin
I don't know where you end and I begin