Baby I wanna be your Mantra I wanna be your first Oh oh oh oh Baby I wanna be your angel I wanna be your ghost Oh oh oh oh Under line the earth beneath Another gust your body breaths The earth it shakes your mind awakes Oft birds they sing your name Coherent whistles run whence you came The outlines my heart decides A mir-acle a mir-acle A bag of birds in culminate Just my look you're turning away I need to know the parts that make Words more cruel Cause I'd be afraid Baby I wanna be your Mantra I wanna be your first Oh oh oh oh Baby I wanna be your secret I wanna be your worst Oh oh oh oh