She's there, she had the fire.
But when she's about to sleep
I'm not sure if she's there,
she turns so quiet.
When you close those eyes,
I'm there?
I'm holding fire, to find me,
but it melts down, consumed
take your time
But I can feel it, going down.
If I go to sleep before,
Would you be scared of the same?
would you hold the fire too?
Still,
Stay with me.
I don't want you to leave.
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