Текст песни Dead Moon - Don`t Burn The Fires
Dead Moon - Don`t Burn The Fires слова песни
Running away, I knew I was wrongI`s tried to fit in where I didn`t belongWearing their clothes, playing their gamesBeing a part of that urban decayDon`t burn the fires, I`m never coming homeWhen the morning sky was cold and greyI could hear the whispers of my own mistakesThose warning eyes, that final touchNo one seemed to care that muchSo don`t burn the fires, I`m never coming homeAnd when I`d reached my destinationI thought someday I might returnCause deep inside was the needto feel the home fires burnBut a faltering voice merely whisperedMy name as if we`d never expected tohear it again, and my heart grewcold to that indifferent soundas I slowly laid the receiver down