Texty: Swans. Still A Child.

The day I was born
Your shadow fell across my mother's breast
When I opened my eyes
You colored my mind

Every move I make
Is by your desire
Every move I make
Is by your hand only

Now, I'm still a child, now, I'm still a child
Now, I'm still a child, but I'm closer to death

Cover me in roses
Gently touch me while I sleep
When I dream, I'll dream of drowning
In a pool of scented blood

Now, I'm still a child, now, I'm still a child
Now, I'm still a child, but I'm closer to death

You said, "Take this, it's yours"
So I've kept it locked away
Now, you're curled up beneath me
In a pool of your own blood

Now, I'm still a child, now, I'm still a child
Now, I'm still a child, but I'm closer to death

I'll cover you in roses
I'll hold your hand against my breast
When I dream, I'll dream of drowning
In a pool of your sweet blood

Now, I'm still a child, now, I'm still a child
Now, I'm still a child, but I'm closer to death