Jane Child
Текст песни Sworn

I dream on tip-toe murmuring
I drink the cold, brave night
And peel back the stars

Sworn, I lock the door behind me now
Sure, I dive into the restless pools of light

Oooh, I stand before you now
Oooh, dare you to take my pulse
And tell me that I don't mean it

With insect ears I listen for
A sound of you tonight
Yes, I'll be merciless
You, you rush in clear and loud
Your Cheshire ghost appears
I taste the gorgeous tide

Oooh, I don't pray anymore
Oooh, I take your hand and know
The scent of my own skin

Oooh, I stand before you now
Oooh
Oooh, no I don't pray anymore
Oooh, I take your hand and know
The scent of my own skin
The scent of my own skin
The scent of my own skin.