To the Fire

I walk all night to the fire,
Strange ideas in the black.

Sitting on the edge you see the clouds and hear the thunder in the sky
When you go to bed you sleep inside the memory of the one you love,
as you close your eyes see her walk on by



Credits
Writer(s): Nicolas Gautier, Marin Perot, Pierre Marolleau, Kevin Le Tetour
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