your melting world comes before younget ahold of yourself insidenthe light in your eyes no longernplace the sun on this dark lifenrunning from you in darknessnfear for my soul insidenmy breath is my trust into your handsnthe air no longer holds these bindsnnthe fear you give to menthe feel you give to mennIts the way and the place and the move your making(repeat)nnshifting your wind on my facenget ahold of yourself outsidenthe tears in your eyes no longerncast the shade on this clear mindnnthe fear you give to menthe feel you give to mennIts the way and the place and the move your making....