Don't you leave me cold by dying flame
I hear it's not the same where you are
Oh the stars are picked from open sky
I always think of why I'm so sad
Here my words are sucked into myself
Got no one here to help me tonight
But now I've had enough
I'll make my way back home
Oh this place is great for me and you
I always tend to think it's true
Oh my face is caught by dying flame
I know it's not the same where you are
But now I've had enough
I'll make my way back home
