Yours — текст песни (Seven Places)

Echoes the sound of a rusty box, around it goes till out something pops.
A toothless lion, he is weak and he is old but it scares me every time.
I feel my feet shake underneath,
can`t hear myself through my almost shattered chattering teeth.
But without fail Your Spirit sweeps me off my feet so I can scream.
What`s left to see is that I`ll always be just Yours.
And all that I am I lay down in Your hands because I`m Yours.
Hell was inevitable until Your love was edible.
I`ve tasted and I`ve seen, You`re the one forme.
What`s left to see is that I`ll always be just Yours.
And all that I am I lay down in Your hands because I`m Yours