Original Flame کے بول

I am an open book but you don`t have the eyes to read me In blank another page that you have tried to put some ink Lacking in confidence, what good would you do to me? A bright stone, is now inside this hazy dark blue sea Fighting and fighting again, against myself To reject these confusing thoughts And then on the run she said, she said, she said She loves my original flame I am a solid rock but you don`t have the power to break me I became, the enemy for who`s walking on emptiness In my dreams all I see is a light shining out at me When I`m out of sight, to hear this voice I would give up anything And now It`s okay The more, I know the more I want to live