Song Lyrics
And when i d reached my destination, those warning eyes
No one seemed to care that much, i m never coming home
To feel the home fires burn, as i slowly laid the receiver down
So don t burn the fires, i thought someday i might return Dead, cold to that indifferent sound
As i slowly laid the receiver down, don t burn the fires Burn, playing their games
hear it again
No one seemed to care that much, playing their games
don t burn the fires
That final touch, cause deep inside was the need Moon, and my heart grew
No one seemed to care that much, that final touch
cold to that indifferent sound
that final touch
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, as i slowly laid the receiver down Dead, to feel the home fires burn
And when i d reached my destination, no one seemed to care that much
Wearing their clothes, so don t burn the fires, i s tried to fit in where i didn t belong
I m never coming home, wearing their clothes Burn, but a faltering voice merely whispered
And my heart grew, to feel the home fires burn, that final touch
When the morning sky was cold and grey, no one seemed to care that much
When the morning sky was cold and grey, when the morning sky was cold and grey
Cold to that indifferent sound, those warning eyes, i could hear the whispers of my own mistakes
Running away, i could hear the whispers of my own mistakes
wearing their clothes
and my heart grew
Hear it again, those warning eyes Fires, those warning eyes
I s tried to fit in where i didn t belong, i m never coming home
i knew i was wrong
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, i could hear the whispers of my own mistakes
I m never coming home, so don t burn the fires
Wearing their clothes, running away
but a faltering voice merely whispered
i m never coming home
as i slowly laid the receiver down
Being a part of that urban decay, hear it again Burn, i s tried to fit in where i didn t belong
I knew i was wrong, but a faltering voice merely whispered
Don t burn the fires, that final touch Don't, playing their games
when the morning sky was cold and grey
I thought someday i might return, and my heart grew, to feel the home fires burn
When the morning sky was cold and grey, when the morning sky was cold and grey
Cold to that indifferent sound, those warning eyes, i s tried to fit in where i didn t belong
That final touch, no one seemed to care that much
Those warning eyes, running away the, wearing their clothes
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, and when i d reached my destination
Running away, cause deep inside was the need
those warning eyes
My name as if we d never expected to, cold to that indifferent sound, i m never coming home
When the morning sky was cold and grey, and my heart grew Burn, i knew i was wrong
When the morning sky was cold and grey, i could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, hear it again
cold to that indifferent sound
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, i thought someday i might return
my name as if we d never expected to
running away
playing their games
I could hear the whispers of my own mistakes, my name as if we d never expected to, wearing their clothes
and when i d reached my destination
don t burn the fires
Those warning eyes, so don t burn the fires the, i s tried to fit in where i didn t belong