I’d rather be the salt
On your skin
Than the empty room
You’re standing in
I’d rather taste your pulse
In the dark
Than disappear
Inside your heart
If I can’t be your air
Let me be your ache
If I can’t be your prayer
Let me be what breaks
I wish I were your tear
Born in your eye
Fall down your cheek
And die on your lips
I’d rather burn that near
Than live like this
Outside your touch
Outside your kiss
I’d rather be the heat
On your neck
Than the quiet space
You protect
I’d rather fade in you
Piece by piece
Than be the silence
You keep
If I can’t be your air
Let me be your ache
If I can’t be your prayer
Let me be what breaks
I wish I were your tear
Born in your eye
Fall down your cheek
And die on your lips
I’d rather burn that near
Than live like this
Outside your touch
Outside your kiss
Let me dissolve
Let me begin
Melt in your mouth
Under your skin
If love is a wound
Let me be it
If love is a sin
Let me live in it
I wish I were your tear
Born in your eye
Fall down your cheek
And die on your lips
I wish I were your tear
Born in your eye
Fall down your cheek
And die on your lips
I’d rather burn that near
Than live like this
Outside your touch
Outside your kiss