Тексты песен Tina Dickow

When I feel your eyes on me I fall to my knees And I wait for your look to judge and define me I'm just a thin shell breaking in your palm Starving for substance, identity I am not afraid of this act

When I feel your eyes on me I fall to my knees And I wait for your look to judge and define me I'm just a thin shell breaking in your palm Starving for substance, identity I am not afraid of this act