I would run
Like a child
Fantasies
Were made to heal
That burning fire
Is going wild
Even without
The trees around
But they don't even know
Where the hell she was born
She asked her mom for home
Or she'll start the storm
But they don't even know
Where the hell she was born
She asked her mom for home
Or she'll start the storm
Or she'll start
She'll start
The storm