In The Morning Lyrics - Singles - Eleanor Shore

You called yourself, all I should see 

But when my eyes, filled with honey you would flee 

Sold everything, for a face that won't agree 

See how my brittle bones break at your plea 

And I'll cry if that's all you want 

I'll sing if it keeps you, on your spot 

But I have seen, what you can be 

I'm your prophet but please don't crucify me 

I've held your hand but you're not shackled to me 

On the table, white snow is lined thin 

Sleeping shutters, please don't come in 

And I'm not whole, and you're not safe 

You see through, my placating ways 

But please don't touch, because I am not a fire 

Calling for snow