With a grin on your face,
You left this battle-scene bed where I lay
They dave from my fingers,
As they bleed, I watched you leave
With the wind in my sails,
It, and all that I wanted then,
Was to hold you whole again
You have what I need to be whole,
With every breath that I take,
In every bone that you break,
See, I will be waiting here in my bed
I will be waiting for you to come in,
With the wind in my sails,
It, and all that I wanted then,
Was to hold you whole again
You have what I need to be whole,
With the wind in my sails,
It, and all that I wanted then,
Was to hold you whole again