I called your name out across a lake, To see if you'd reply The wind carried my voice back across the moonlit dark.
You'd said "I could of been a fire, hungry for your flame. And when the sky is an autumn colour, we would burn across a landscape and through the night."
Nothing has a form, and I can't pretend to pray anymore I don't mean to keep lying to you I just cannot tell the truth You need someone to reply on I'll need someone too
You said that i could of been a fire, if i'd only share a flame