Every time I pass that point of beginning,nI can't help but think of your loving eyesnWith two hands--nA gesture so beautiful,nWith two hands.nLay my body down,nEvery time I look inside,nLord, the seat at which we slouched,nDrinking and praying, nMy head laying;nCoughing, crying,nBreathe life into me.nOh, dirty mouth,nYou've shown you face for one last time.nDirty mind,nYou've always meant something special,nGrowing older in time.nBreathe your life into me.