It's an evening by the campfire. Smoke drifts into the darkness. We sit together and the silence doesn't bother us. Just the two of us until morning. Dew settling on the grass. We share all the secrets that no one else knows. Our lives — spoken of in terms of years and days. What has gone — no longer holds us back. What was bad — burnt away. Like glowing embers. Only your voice covers me. That's all I need to get. The fire roars like a beating heart. This night just isn't long enough. We're together. That's a simple fact. Eye to eye. The end? The beginning? All Right An evening by the campfire, by the fire. Hearts are crying. Hearts laughing too. An evening by the campfire, by the fire. I want to return under this magical moon. When you speak, I can hear your soul. When you look at me, I want to hold you close. An evening by the fire. The two of us until sunrise. It remains in my heart. No one will lost. The scent of wood and smoke fills your palms. I hold the night and light on my shoulders. All worries are forgotten and drifting away tonight. There are no questions, yet you wait for answers. Do you remember? We were together once. Do you remember what kept us apart for years? I remember that perhaps I loved you too. I remember how I just wanted to hear 'yes'. The fire roars like a beating heart. This night just isn't long enough. We're together. That's a simple fact. Eye to eye. The end? The beginning? All Right An evening by the campfire, by the fire. Hearts are crying. Hearts laughing too. An evening by the campfire, by the fire. I want to return under this magical moon. When you speak, I can hear your soul. When you look at me, I want to hold you close. An evening by the fire. The two of us until sunrise. It remains in my heart. No one will lost It's getting cold. Dew runs down our backs and faces. Smoke makes our eyes fill with tears. We gently try to get to know each other. No haste, no places. We are sorry that we are not friends. Let's be close again. And if the morning isn't bright. We'll create our own light. Not from words. Not from the past. From a warm kiss. And your - 'Oh, how I missed...'. An evening by the campfire, by the fire. Hearts are crying. Hearts laughing too. An evening by the campfire, by the fire. I want to return under this magical moon. When you speak, I can hear your soul. When you look at me, I want to hold you close. An evening by the fire. The two of us until sunrise. It remains in my heart. No one will lost.
