Текст песни: Holly Miranda. Magician's Private Library. Canvas.

And I've spent too long in sinkin' sand
Holdin' breath, only to defy death

A narrow escape, only to be saved
A narrow escape, only by your caress

Was it somethin' in your eyes?
Or was it in your lips
That made me feel sane?

Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still one that's blank
Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still one that's blank

Curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still one that's blank
Oh, curl yourself around my frame
Our canvas is still blank