based on pavane by gabriel faur i was yours before the first morn broke before the sun that woke the earth and i was yours before rain kissed the ground before the first dawn s sound was heard i ll be the whisper of angels and i ll be the frost on your glass and i ll be the shadows at twilight i ll be your first your last i m the rush the fire in your veins across the desert plains i ride i m the ache the sound that midnight makes a streak of star across the sky i ll be the whisper of angels and i ll be the frost on your glass and i ll be the shadows at twilight i ll be your first your last