Been here for hundreds of years

I’ve danced with fire till my eyes started to burn

I’ve loved a man with many, many sins

To the bottom of my heart, the bottom of my soul

Touch the weakness within, to be afraid of the light

The fire will burn your darkness if you don’t give in

Touch of a rain drop upon the skin, a light feather

Rub across your lips. Let us love once more, before

The Winter takes you and cracks your bones, before

The Sun steals you and eats your heart.

I’ve been here for hundreds of years

Hundreds of years