Last night I stole
Some fire out of the ashes
And just like before
I fell asleep with your picture
Ref.
I still sleep by habit
In your shirt, in your shirt
I still sleep by
In your shirt, in your shirt habit
I still sleep
Last night I opened
The windows in my bossom
And just like before
Surrendered myself to miracles
Ref.
Last night I took off
All the way up to your room
I landed on your shoulder
That's called surrendering
Ref.