Surely, You’d Burn The Same

Tradução

Ritt Momney

Compositor: Jack Rutter

I made a friend
My first in a while
He dresses in red
And a sinister smile
But he's sad like the Moon
And he's scared like a child

Hate burns in his eyes
As he gently explains
I was born in the sky
Then thrown in the flame
And if you'd felt the fire
Surely, you'd burn the same