Snow

Providence traces

I feel your eyes on my skin

Things go unbothered

The road was paved and waiting

And I, eager as ever

Holding the match in my hand

Cover me up in gasoline

I will not burn

I will not burn

'Cause I've got you

I've got

Providence traces

I feel your eyes on my skin

Ironically, now more than ever

I hear your voice wherever I go

Wherever I go

So cover me up in gasoline

I will not burn

I will not burn

'Cause I've got you

I got

You left me alone in a battlefield

I wither away

In a golden cage, I, wither away

Wither away

So cover me up in gasoline

I will not burn

I will not burn

Cause I've got you

(I got you)

I got