Drowned in the thought of you and I together.
Seems like unfortunate weather.
To see it as fate.
Would never compensate.
Like a cold fire.
It’s not really burning.
For the love I’m yearning.
Pondering over a bad case.
Something that just won’t erase.
Looks like a cold fire.
It’s not really keeping me warm.
Your feelings are not surrounding me in a swarm.
It’s right from wrong.
Yet you sing a different song.
Sounds like a cold fire.
Which is more like ice.
Isn’t part of the device.
I saw you hide away.
Keeping your thoughts for another day.
Feels like a cold fire.
There is no glow.
I have the affections that you’ll never know.
Began to question.
The reason behind your hesitation.
A cold fire is inside our hearts.
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