Soft Spoken Words - Trixie Whitley

Shadow on the steps of my, my darkest times

As I suffer escape from my crumbling spine

Tried to find shelter, found in the wildest nights

As I ran for miles to a faraway place

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

I dance no longer, get the masquerade

Still you embrace this blue mind’s eye

But all the times are times that I grow numb

Blind to the masterpiece of our love

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

Ya, Ohh, ooow

Ya, Ohh, ooow

Ya, Ohh, ooow

Ya, Ohh, ooow

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears

When your soft spoken words sound like machines in my ears