I don't want it to be this way
I don't want to be this way

The fire we use as light
Becomes the thing that burns us

I don't want it to feel this way
I don't want to feel this way

The fruits of the spring
Left rotting in the shadows

And the loving man
Becomes a ghost
Because he could love the most
he would suffer through this life
And the next one

I don't want it to be this way
I don't want to be this way

Where the tears that I cry
Became an ocean you can drown in