SEEKERS MAYBE

The lips, the heart Fear of flying, fear of flying With our love Now I am sure You claim it, the lips, the heart You claim it, through the flame, (through the flame) Illuminated The heart, the soul Illuminated, illuminated Fear of flying, the lips, the heart Fear of flying, through the flame, illuminated Illuminated, the heart, the soul Illuminated, illuminated The lips, the heart The heart, the soul Conscious, choosing traps Treasure hiding Scared of tempt, trust, guilt Love of soul, I was driving Deep without lights Down down and further, tears Collective in just card Fire hazard Not barely focused Life places scars Purified love, constancy Purifies mistakes In excelcius Glee she'll use as fire Lips with a fire Your heart, illuminated The lips, the heart You're the fire, you're the flame The heart, the soul Illuminated, illuminated