The Lyndsay Diaries - The Tops Of The Trees Are On Fire Lyrics

Now all we ask is a little sympathy from the clouds.
Now isn't it fate we're chasing after?
Or is she chasing after us?
Or has she come to kiss us our death depart?
We finally have a full understanding,
but I wish it wasn't on these terms.
Friend to friend.
I would do anything to make it end.