Baby we were burning
With the flames of a wildfire
But we burned out
Baby we burned out
The fire is dead
And the ashes are cold
The fire no longer burns
And the truth must be told
Baby we burned out
The fire is gone
Forever never expected
To come back again
Nothing left behind
But misery and pain
Baby we burned out
The fire is gone
Baby we burned out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem