Jan 29, 2004 23:42
The fire that burns here
Brighter than the city lights
Warmer than a heart of gold;
I feel no anger I've felt no shame
I see no reason to cry.
If I'm not here in the morning
I'll sail a river, just tears
I can learn to live in a new town
But my heart is staying here.
Don't I make you laugh? I should try it harder;
You just see something,
and right through me.