To a Flame
Drawn to a flame she is far away
Out of reach
Will she burn her wings I can only watch
Out of touch
out of my mind
I wish i could tell if she's alright
Feeling fine
It's lucky for me I'm not a jealous man
Out of hand
Out of my mind
When this party's over, over
I will loose her to another
Get yourself someone and then wave goodbye
Don't you cry
Go ahead break your heart but don't fall apart
It's like saying goodbye
to friends for the first time
By: José Duarte
jtduarte1@netcabo.pt