The Flame

Arcadia

I could feel the breeze blowing chance

Blowing through my doorway

Warm and restless just as you walked by

Inside of smoky halls a circle drawn

And voices call

To raise some magic wind in my world

Strange coincidence each time you look my way

This sinking feeling scares me

Know my weakness call it dejavu

Never puy my trust in fate suprises do arrive so late

Why should I be suprised by you



Straight to the heart straight for this precious shining

How do you dare step into my flame

One from the heart, one for this precious shining

How can you steel my flame



Sometimes cards are drawn and the tables turn

The waiting game is over

Take this dealers hand and steal away the dawn

Don't give me any chance to wander back from this innocence

Don't give me any chances at all