You keep circling the flame Staring at its idle dance Daring it to lick your finger And to burn you more than once I came to feel so much warmer than I meant to You're way too complex for me not to resent you Somehow I braced myself for war But you just glided back (for more) So unafraid to see what's in store Embracing everything I abhor My mind is sore... I came to feel so much warmer than I meant to You're way too complex for me not to resent you Now you circle the flame And I'm still in the frame Now the frost and the flame They are one and the same Nothing frightfully bright To wound the darkness Nothing awfully loud To disrespect the silence 'Cause the frost is still part of the picture Only now there's a flame It slipped into the frame I came to feel so much warmer than I meant to You're way too complex for me not to resent you Now you circle the flame And I'm still in the frame Now the frost and the flame They are one and the same (One and the same) Nothing frightfully bright To wound the darkness Nothing awfully loud To disrespect the silence...
