It was like I was in the room with you
Smelling your sweet sent
I felt so pure then
Looking into your eyes
And now as I am alone
I feel empty and dry
Sitting by the phone
Waiting for your love
I just wait and stare into the fire
Seeing images of you
When you hold something too tight
You can feel your pulse flow
Now my flame went out
Without a sound
Without a reason to go