I Look At The Time With You

The Outside World Is Black And White With Only One Color Dead.

With This Darkness All Around Me, I Like To Be Liked. In This Emptiness And Fear, I Want To Be Wanted. Cause I Love To Be Loved.

Once The Flames Begin To Catch The Wind Will Blow It Higher, Oh Biko, Biko.

I Look At The Time With You To Keep Me Awake And Alive.

You Can Blow Out A Candle, But You Can't Blow Out A Fire.