Texty: Thunderstone. Until We Touch The Burning Sun.

I`m watching through the frozen window
Through the reflection of my face
There?s a cold world out there
And I?m here, safe, and deceitfully fine...

This is my world
My haven, my home, where I can be alone
Only hear and see
Hear and see things that really matter to me

When I open the door and look upon the haze
I can see a million eyes and the way they?re gazing at me
Walking through the misery
Surrounded by the things that I don?t want to see

I can feel the hopeless pain,
and it?s driving me insane
And today I?ll make a promise
Just to break it by tomorrow

We will never learn
We will never turn
Our eyes to the world
Where the pain is reality
We will never see
We?ll never believe
Until we touch the burning sun

I feel the breeze
The breeze that makes me realize that I am not alone
I?m here,
I?m home and safe again behind the doors, locked inside
Never want to leave again