Alison Moyet Sleep Like Breathing
Every word's so every word's so fragile Inside passion that feels like chasing rain. When the slowness of the day is gone Leaving shadow-like feelings to depend upon. Every word's so every word's so fragile Inside passion that feels like chasing rain. You sleep like breathing you sleep like breath - gently. And the tease cries weeping listless laughter Always thirsty like an attractive flower. When the danger in the touch is gone Changing delicate evenings to reflecti?g ones. And the tease cries weeping listless laughter Always thirsty like an attractive flower. You sleep like breathing you sleep like breath - gently. You sleep like breathing you sleep like breath You sleep like breathing you sleep like breath You sleep like breathing you sleep like breath.
