She's not dead   I saw her moving   Breeze in her hair   I felt her breath   Like the softest moment   In the longest of days      I can see, I can see   I can see, I can see      She's not dead   I felt her breathing   Fingers uncurl   I see her sleep   For the touch of her hand   On the dullest of days      I can feel, I can feel   I can feel, I can feel      She's not dead   She's only dreaming   Touch of her hand   Warmth in her heart   She can tell you her life   In a moment of pain      I can hear, I can hear   I can hear, I can hear