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