Letra de The fire

From the top of my tree
I thought I could see you
From each brance as I
Worked my way around
Leaving darling I´m here
Carved in each I passed
Hoping you would admire
My attempt to outlast
The beating rain like a
Sheet on the line

A fire´s coming
And it´s coming for
You soon my son
Tell me will
You be ready?
Is my question
To you my love

And I´ve grown
Accustom to things that
I will never understand
Maybe when I die I can
Come down and put Your
Hand on my shoulder
My heart feels so young
But my bodies getting older
God I´m standing here
With an open heart

A fire´s coming
And it´s coming for
You soon my son
Tell me will
You be ready?
Is my question
To you my love