T Zakharova - Inside The Frame

There is a room inside my head
And someone waits behind the frame
I touch the scarf around my throat
Like it could keep my soul afloat
But every breath becomes a door
To something
I have seen before
I saw you standing in the
Half a ghost and half a god
Your eyes were open but not here
You disappeared and stayed so near
Don't move the room
Don't move the light
Don't say my name
Not yet tonight
Something is watching
Something is waiting
Under the skin of the sky
I am inside the frame
Lost in another name
Dancing with shadows
I can't explain
Nothing feels the same