Woorden: Patrick Bass. Fire.

The fire is fading but we still have to keep warm
so lets curl up tonight and let the healing come on

only fire can make us gold
it's the only way we know

it's like fire when you touch me gently
all i am is burning like fire
we're all alone you see
one more spark just could ignite me

our souls are aching but we still hold each other close
this body is bruised and tired of
dying from the cold

so don't wait until it's gone
i don't wanna miss my chance to burn