
Fire, the colour of gold
Which is yet to know its worth
The power of warmth
And the pain to burn
Like there is no way
Of a return
With a bit of wind
Going from one side
To the other
Alex

Fire, the colour of gold
Which is yet to know its worth
The power of warmth
And the pain to burn
Like there is no way
Of a return
With a bit of wind
Going from one side
To the other
Alex