Fire

I touched this yellow sky, almost like it was mine But how beautiful is it, really, when no one's with me How there's a beach and hills and snow, I'll never really know But how beautiful is it, really, without you with me Wish I could love what I see and not feel alone But it's hard right now, and I just can't tell Will beauty come again? Is there any left in men Oh, where's my fire I wanna smell the tide. I wanna go outside But how beautiful is it, really, cause now I can't see And I've already tried to find it in my mind But I'm still stuck inside Wish I could write different words, but I'm so alone Wish I could wake up somewhere that feels like home But it's hard right now, and I just can't tell Will beauty come again, is there any left in men Oh, where's my fire Where's my fire Where's my fire