Seven Candles

Box of matches underneath your bed, there’s no more left.
And we burned out time and time again.
But still, I dream about you…

I can’t keep loving in the dark.

Seven candles in your room, I don’t that cold war.
And I don’t wanna feel for you, anymore, anymore.

I’ve seen every angle of this chair.
But I can’t be still when it comes to you.
Long is the road that leads me away from your love.
But I won’t turn back,  see the hurt in your eyes.

I can’t keep loving in the dark.

Seven candles in your room, I don’t that cold war.
And I don’t wanna feel for you, anymore…

Seven candles in your room, I don’t that cold war.
And I don’t wanna feel for you, anymore, anymore…

…anymore