I was held by a woman known as the holder And I'll stay in her arms for the rest of my days She told me she had something, Something sacred to give me And she asked for me to open my mind, so I did It was very hard And the struggle nearly killed me Then she told me to inhale Whatever came my way Then a colour turned up Which never been seen by human eyes And she said it was mine to keep, to keep, to keep Now it's deep inside of me And it holds four different women Who am me, if you see what I mean That was why she gave me that gift So that I could make room For the me, the me, the me and the me