You breath so quietlynWhile you sleepnI wont to feel every breath of yoursnI am not herenSilver smoke from your mouthnFlies away to the skynIt grows like ivynStraining your hairnI want to be like itnTouch you and fly away...nMy skin burns in fevernit is thirsty for your cold handsnOpen your eyes, see me now...nThe last temptation...nWhen you breathe so quietlynWhile you sleepnI catch each breath of yoursnn