When I can no longer care for them
they will no longer care for me
and my time will belong to me
A hearts a flame, a lantern, a candle, a wild fire
soothed with a breath, cool water, blue skies
but still its afire
and forever a light
She says I let it go too long.
I don't say anything, I smile and hold it all in.
Then I explode...
Well, She's right, I do hold it in,
because it's not the way that it's supposed to be.