He told me himself
He's a gentle soul
I saw for myself

He's a gentle soul
Camilla's a calming name
Like windowing

Camilla's a calming name
Like windowing
There's nobody else with your babe's little eyes

This is number fourteen out of how many tries
Your voice has a calming strain
All whispering

My voice wants to do the same oh brothering
All alone in your zoo of numbers and clues
Of colors and hues

He told me himself
He's a gentle soul