Here I sit by your fire
Where all the cold is gone
When you came down to the grove
When you came down...
Lighting the flame; I saw your passion burning
A simple; A Simple act of living
Yet somehow, each thing you do enthralls
Do you wait for me? To feel my hand grasping yours?
I just can't find a way to say it
A world you've set above me is not a world I want to know
A world you've set above me is not a world...
When you came down with your fire
Where all the cold is gone
The forest glows when you're here
Where all the cold is gone