Consumed By the Flame

The rose that never dies,
Love resting deep in those sad eyes...
What has happened to our lives?

My love for him is like this blood I'm drowning in,
I drift away,
Think of him;
And I'm back again
Its like being brought back to life,
When your supposed to die
You know it isn't right;
But it just feels so divine

This heart is wearing out,
This body is tired
My soul is crying out,
My life; set afire
The smoke is clearing now,
But blinded I remain
My soul is drifting out;
And the ashes fall like rain...