Fireplace

I’d be your cloud,
In the august heat,
Mirages everywhere,
Be my patter of rain.
It’s a perfect secret tale,
You don’t need to runaway,
It will be alright,
I can give you a short escape,
If you’ll be my shelter.

And we could grow old beside a fireplace,
We could dance in the short summer rain,
Leaving behind this world so-so blind,
We could stay there and never go away,
Never go away.

I’d be your rainbow,
Shooting in your heart
Arrows made of light,
Shine after the storm,
Making paper boats,
Floatin’ away,
Takin’ us to the place
Where fireflies have born so far.

And we could grow old beside a fireplace,
We could dance in the short summer rain,
Leaving behind this world so-so blind,
We could stay there and never go away,
Never go away.