There is a fire burning
There is a wind blowing
A force that’s never seen
In the color of red not green.
He’s the one thing man can’t buy
And the only thing that can fly.
People are crazy to not have him
Trying to make things perfectly him.
He lingers in our head
making us risk it all in a thread
irrational but he offers bliss
not today but as long as he lives
Theevid 