More songs by Andrea Bejar
Description
There is a fire that does not warm, but only burns - and yet you still want to reach for it. Memories cling to the smell, to the morning light, to every little thing, while the heart stubbornly searches for words that are still not enough.
The music sounds as if rain and flame have met at a single point: sometimes a cool melancholy, sometimes a heat that is impossible to tear yourself away from. And in this strange contrast, an addiction is born - sweet, painful, but so alive.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yearning for your hands all over my skin
Your cotton T-shirt's in the way
A dreamlike image seared in my brain
The way you look in the morning rays
You make me waste my time away
Searching for the right words to say
How much it kills me I'll never
Touch you like the rain
Hold me closer
'Til I burn in
Your flame
I guess I'm addicted to causing myself pain
'Cause I can't give you up though it drives me insane
Memorize tracing your veins
'Til every inch of you is engrained
You make me waste my time away
Searching for the right words to say
How much it kills me I'll never
Touch you like the rain
Hold me closer
'Til I burn in
Your flame
English translation
Yearning for your hands all over my skin
Your cotton T-shirt's in the way
A dreamlike image seared in my brain
The way you look in the morning rays
You make me waste my time away
Searching for the right words to say
How much it kills me I'll never
Touch you like the rain
Hold me closer
'Til I burn in
Your flame
I guess I'm addicted to causing myself pain
'Cause I can't give you up though it drives me insane
Memorize tracing your veins
'Til every inch of you is engrained
You make me waste my time away
Searching for the right words to say
How much it kills me I'll never
Touch you like the rain
Hold me closer
'Til I burn in
Your flame