Voices Of My Heart

B U R N E D A L I V E

On first sight I know we aren't meant to be

    you were surrounded by light

    while I'm a blackhole

Everything you do is full of delight

   me on the other hand is cursed to be lonely

   I'm tragic... a broken melody

But then you are illuminating 

  so clear and spottable in the dark

  capturing my attention, blinding me 

Then suddenly the blackhole turns into a moth

  drawn to your fire, challenging the fate

  to your warmth I'm suddenly craving for it

Unanswerable questions, pointless affection

  I took the path towards you

  with your fire I'm letting myself burn