Fire dear
Use thy voice to heal
Fire dear
Covering the pieces of my mind
(Fire dear)
Coloring the words that made me cry
(Use thy voice to heal)
Conjuring the leaves of my desire
(Fire dear)
Will I heal before I catch on fire?
And I hope my voice is heard
‘Cause I’m tired of getting burned
And I hope i’m warm enough
To not fade away, for these vеins will dry
And I hope in my dreams I’ll fly