Fire dear Use thy voice to heal Fire dear Covering the pieces of my mind (Fire dear) Coloring the words that made me cry (Use thy voice to heal) Conjuring the leaves of my desire (Fire dear) Will I heal before I catch on fire? And I hope my voice is heard 'Cause I'm tired of getting burned And I hope I'm warm enough To not fade away, for these veins will dry And I hope in my dreams I'll fly