## To dream, to daydream my hair is burned just as my head and my legs and, and, and... MY HEART I remember the first time i felt like that my heart burning, in spring my heart colliding, in spring my heart aching, in spring. And again it is spring, spring where I burn spring where I ache spring where I feel feel my heart burn feel my heart ache I saw him pointing his arrow at me arrow with fire pointing at my heart his burning arrow pointing at my cold heart. It was to much I was thirsty I was in pain I wanted him to be with me I could never want that feeling again. My heart was burning burning and aching and that ache in a burn washed away and he never came back to burn my heart again. ##