Here I sit by your fire Where all the cold is gone When you came down to the grove When you came down…
Lighting the flame; I saw your passion burning A simple; A Simple act of living Yet somehow, each thing you do enthralls
Do you wait for me? To feel my hand grasping yours? I just can't find a way to say it
A world you've set above me is not a world I want to know A world you've set above me is not a world…
When you came down with your fire Where all the cold is gone The forest glows when you're here Where all the cold is goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.