The Depths
Further than centre and further through folds
She calls my name and I call the same
From a place that pushes, pulls and flows
Deep and it’s dark, the depths of my heart
Hard and it’s cold, the depths of my soul
Further than centre and further through folds
She calls my name and I call the same
From a place that pushes, pulls and flows
Deep and it’s dark, the depths of my heart
Hard and it’s cold, the depths of my soul