I smell fire
The burning of the bridges
The collapse of the love
The downfall
The broken heart
The birds whispering things I could Never say
It's far too late
I smell fire
From the twin matches we burned Equally the same
Burned out by the same flame
I smell fire
Though it's always cold in London
Met you in my summer
I didn't smell fire
Some things just aren't built to last
I'll forever keep the photographs
I'll hold you close from far away
You'll always be apart of me
I smell fire
The burning of the bridges
The collapse of the love
The downfall
The broken heart
I smell fire
Though it's always cold in London
Met you in my summer
I didn't smell the fire
I smell fire
I see ashes
I learned to let you go
I set myself free
I smell fire
A gentle reminder of you and me