Текст: Natalie Imbruglia. Glorious. Beauty On The Fire.

:
Here it comes again
Cannot out run my desire
Cover my decent
And throw the
Beauty on the fire
Drawn towards the edge
Do I assume I could fly
Every secret shared
Why do I drink
The feelings dry
Dont go too far
Limitation scars

Tonight
Could I be lost forever
To drown
My soul in
Sensory
Pleasure
Sensory
Pleasure

Here it comes again
You raise the bar even higher
I cannot catch my breath
So throw the
Beauty on the fire
Dont push too hard
Limitation scars