Songtexte All I Am - Lydia Ainsworth

All I am melts in the air
As she drifts my way
She whom no one may call
All I am melts before her
Her
Her, all I am

Guiding my hands and the notes from my mouth
As she casts off her mask and whispers softly
She answers, "Yes"
She answers, "Yes"
She answers, "Yes"