Fires of the Heart
She said she's closer to the truth
Realize, televise, ideology abused
Criticized, moralized, tired of the news
She's like Magdalene in bars
She said she's closer to the sky
As she flies off a roof, ideology of clouds
Critical run around, tired of the ground
Like Phoenix on the Moon
When you've seen her
She'll linger in your soul
And there is no back door
To escape fires of the heart
I found her sitting all alone
On a phone booth I know in the hospital of souls
She was born long ago, tired of this world
Like Venus in her furs
When you've seen her
She'll linger in your soul
And there is no back door
To escape fires of the heart
When you've seen her
She'll linger in your soul
And there is no back door
To escape fires of the heart
When you've seen her
She'll linger in your soul
And there is no back door
To escape fires of the heart
When you've seen her
She'll linger in your soul
And there is no back door
To escape fires of the heart
To escape fires of the heart
To escape fires of the heart
To escape fires of the heart
To escape fires of the heart
Writer/s: Neil Leitao
