water could be flooding around me
and i would not notice
if death was in your eyes,
survival would be hopeless.

flowers could be blooming around me
and i would not care
to look away from this perfect view
is a crime I wouldn't dare.

the sun could be flaming everything,
and the night devouring,
but how can i think about that,
when in your light I'm flowering?

so how could i care,
even if the sky was fire,
because if you are a flame, darling,
i'd even let you light my pyre.