Fire Inside

My skin is on fire
And after the fire, the ashes will come

I want to burn brighter than any phoenix
I want to be the sun

This town has always been lonely
Just like you and I

People will come, and people will go
And bad things will still happen

Maybe one day the trees will whisper of our "what ifs?" and "why nots?"
Though we'll plug our ears because we've heard it already
And we know better, anyway

The trees can't run away like we did

These nights may be neverending,
But at least we still have the stars;
The brightest which will take us by the hand
And lead us away from here