Lyrics:

Now, who is this kneeling in the sleet

I hold your hand wondering if you hear me there'll be...



Nothing left to say if you stop breathing



So who are you kneeling at my feet

I hold your head begging you: 'Please hear me!' - there'll be...



Nothing left to say if you stop breathing

So don't you hold, not your breath for me



Nothing left to say if you stop here...