Setting fires,

and saying goodbyes

Always tangled in desires...

I'm pushing away the lies.

Time really flys

And there's no pain.

I'm spinning around...

There´s always something that hides.

Old letters burn

And here I stand in the rain

I like that sound.

Don't care what everyone else says

No fear...
I'm whispering the days,

in the wings of my butterflies...

The tides will turn...

...And we'll still be here...