My Favorite Thing

Got my fever down, then weighed it up, and know th
Sounds remaining won't strain all the silt from my eye
Bleach the green from the pastures, feast on the gre
Of the night, straight from the vines refusal to shin

You're my favourite thing - the one that I lov
You're the one so I'd die for your lov

Blind the deafened moon, stimulate the tombs of angel
I'll open my heart won't fall apar
Don't fall apart
You're my favourite thin
And I feel like letting go