Yeah. On your breast. I might lay my crowded head. In your light. I might bathe in cold burnt sweat. In your mouth. I might feel the serpent's kiss. In you womb. I might swim in fetal bliss. But in your heart. I'd freeze. In your eyes. I might be your saving grace. In your head. I might say it through your eyes. In your lungs. I might stare between you. But in your heart I'd freeze. I would feed your heart. Take a vow of silence. And put your love out of business. But in your heart. I'd freeze