dear someone listening in the shadowsI only talk to you
sometimesand though I ask for help in riddlesit is clearer in my
mindclearer in my mindborn of a sign that carries vesselsbut in a
month that's cold as iceI know I question things too
quicklybut I have never questioned if I've loveddear
someone watching from the shadowsI'm clenching water in my
fiststhe drops, they slip right through my fingersbut
there's water on my lipswater on my lipsborn of a sign that
carries vesselsbut in a month that brings just iceI know I
question things too quicklybut I've never wondered if
I've loveddear someone watching from the shadowsyou've
seen me lose all the water from my handsI'm not a skillful
water carrierbut the raindrops keep falling on my headfalling on
my headborn of a sign that carries waterbut in a month that
brings just iceI'm not a skillful water carrierbut
I've learned to carry lovelearned to carry love...