My heart is made of ash Its fire burnt out long ago Passion is fleeting, A burning candle ignited then Blown out by the winds whisper And it seems I took a match to my heart And set it too suddenly While your match burned out Because you were reluctant To hold it towards your own
My heart blazed like the sun While yours remained frozen in time And every kiss I gave Were fireworks exploding on the skin Whilst yours were gentle snowflakes That I would try desperately to catch But they would melt away Before I could memorize their delicacy
And that was where I went wrong Believing you were delicate When you were made of stone A statue unswayed by the storm I felt every raw, uncensored moment While you experienced barely a spark I believed our love from the start But you doubted every second