how many days since weve spoken how many times have you tried to mend the peices of our broken heart dont tell me everythings over dont take the sun from my eye its much too late to be alone when our love grows old and the fire gets cold I will scream and shout it till there is no room to die as the colors fade, on the world weve made I will keep on tryin long after the flame is dyin too late too long to mention too wide to keep them inside this renovation of my wounded soul you are the wind of adventure you are the sun in my eye you are the one who keeps me whole when our love grows old and the fire gets cold I will scream and shout it till there is no room to die as the colors fade, on the world weve made I will keep on tryin long after the flame is dyin when our love grows old and the fire gets cold I will scream and shout it till there is no room to die as the colors fade, on the world weve made I will keep on tryin long after the flame is dyin