The veil that paralysed me
With the sunlight that we stole
You stand by me in times of need
You heal my wounds in my defeat
I, I don't want to see the sun
When I look into your face
Your eyes seem innocent and pure
And your breath caresses me
In your arms I feel secure
You stand by me in times of need
You heal my wounds in my defeat
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