Oh here it comes again...pain
The one I felt before...
always the same
I try to escape but
it's always there
Calling, clawing,
waiting everywhere I go
Oh here it comes again
And through
my bitter heart it spreads
Warm is the hold,
cold is the kiss
I just don't know
what it's all about
All my life I spent to heal
We burn on a bed or roses
See the pain release
it's flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed or roses
It cuts our hearts...
with the sweetest sound
I just don't know
what it's all about
All my life I spent to heal
We burn on a bed or roses
See the pain release
it's flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed or roses
It cuts our hearts, cuts apart
We burn on a bed or roses
See the pain release
it's flames in cinnamon and gold
We burn on a bed or roses
It cuts our hearts...
with the sweetest sound
