Some call her strange lady from the mountains And others say she’s not really real… Like a candle burns bright, it wants to burn faster But maybe then at least she really feels… Burning like the candle… In the middle…
She’s lonely, lost, she’s disconnected She finds no comfort in her surroundings Beautiful, insecure, she has nothing She moves from situation to situation like a ghost Then she sees him… candle burning…
Strange, she runs with the one she can’t keep up with Ooh, it’s so strange He slows down, so desperate to stop her Meet her in the middle… They both run from the one who hunts them They drop to the forest floor… frozen They drop to the forest floor… frozen
He loves her, but he needs his life alone as well But does he know the road or the reasons why If he leaves her, he’ll be losing the chance to stay alive But the candle burns bright, then the candle dies Burning from the middle… just like a candle
Strange, she runs with the one she can’t keep up with Ooh, it’s so strange He slows down, so desperate to stop her They meet in the middle They both run from the one who hunts them They drop to the forest floor… frozen They drop to the forest floor… frozen
Strange, she’s laying on the floor in silent pain Strange, he sat in the chair for months just staring Strange, she knows too much to walk away Strange, she couldn’t do it any way Strange, she’s laying on the floor in silent pain Strange, he sat in the chair for months just staring Strange, she knows too much to walk away Strange, she couldn’t do it any way…
He slows down, he slows down… He slows down, she couldn’t do it… She couldn’t do it…