In a world of innocence

You gave me shelter from the tempest

In a tima of hope and joy

You always dedicated love to me



Burning bridges everywhere

And nobody to declare



House on fire burnt my soul

My desire is getting cold



House on fire in my head

Sick and tired



Twenty one is much too young

For a child without a warning

Poorest dream has come alive

When you died on a cloudy morning



Burning bridges everywhere

And nobody to declare



House on fire burnt my soul

My desire is getting cold



House on fire in my head

Sick and tired



In a world of innocence

When you died on a cloudy morning



Burning bridges everywhere

And nobody to declare



House on fire burnt my soul

My desire is getting cold



House on fire in my head

Sick and tired