
(Verse)
Out on the street , confusion prevails.All their words , I grasp , but you're in veils.
A complex mind , lost and frail.All they say , I'm not obliged to tell.
Let me phrase it this way : it all feels like a deception.Let me phrase it this way : my thoughts roam, I must follow.
(Chorus)
Burning fire , true desire , they know how to do. They know how to…
Burning fire , true desire , we know how to do. We know how to…