Candlelight burning slow
Deep inside the heart of a woman
who has never had a home
The fire is her lover for the night
and she doesn't really mind the burn
nor he ache nor the fall
but it would be a lie to say
that in the morning light
she's not changed at all

For there were nights like enchanted plays
when she turned into Helena

See, the truth is
Love has tricked and tangled me
like jasmine vines beneath midsummer night trees
It made me a fool, it made me a queen
it made a song only I can sing

I do not regret the spells or the falls
I danced in illusions
but I walked out whole
I put out my own fire
cupped my hands around the flame
and smothered it
because my light was too loud
and someone once told me
I was too heavy
to carry home

Candlelight and love
they still call me through the oak trees
I’ll follow them barefoot
to burn again and again until
i dive back into the ocean

See, my sea queen heart is safer down there,
beneath cold water, in the oceans care
a place that has no quest, no fight
the ocean knows no warmth no light