I can see the spark dying,
So I begin to walk away,
I have been in the cold far way too long,
Maybe, The fire will light up again,
Maybe, I will never know.
All i know is that i will miss your warmth.
I can see the spark dying,
So I begin to walk away,
I have been in the cold far way too long,
Maybe, The fire will light up again,
Maybe, I will never know.
All i know is that i will miss your warmth.
