So much as the great fire needs air to flourish
You'll have my heart and soul to nourish

But

if you stray aside
my heart and soul will surely die

And

in the ashes of my pain and suffer
New hope and love will surely buffer

But

if in the ashes more pain comes near
I will be forced to end it here

And

once it ends my heart will see
All the love that is free
For in this world there is peace and love

But

far more beauty to behold from above