Our candle of love, has suddenly
blown out.
How can you shut knowing that the
flame might weaken or let up.
You wanting to hurt me, ever since the begin.
This pain has turned into more than a feeling.
Do you have any idea what your love did for me?,
Do you have any idea how many times our candle
has saved me?.
That was more than a fire to light up a room,
that fire was a gift to represent me and you.
That's not candle to light with a match,
you light it with love i guess you and I once had.
These are scars that I can't cover with a band-aid,
these are internal marks that give me such a heartache.
Am filled with angry and rage, I
thought had something that we'll
take to our graves.
When we were together it was like
starting a camp fire.
I loved the energy we had, I guess that was the problem.
Only I loved it.
I wish had your hand to help me.
Cause I have no light to guide me.
The fire is out.
