The Clientele - Breathing Soft And Low lyrics

41 & 20 55 I've got so much hate in my heart tonight but tonight we have no time so come closer close your eyes & my fingertips reaching out touch your lips flood my heart with nothing else but light calling from this payphone tired & blind spinning like a coin through an unlit mind have I wasted all my time chasing ghosts & butterflies but my fingertips reaching out to touch your lips flood my heart with nothing else but light if the garden stirs with wind a train is passing by if there is no railway here there is one in my mind I've got so much hate inside my heart tonight