the prize

this flame

it sparks and fades

like your fleeting faith in me

and all through the night

i lay awake

'cause i can feel you slippin' away

and if i saw the signs

i would've seized them

i want to be the prize your eyes are on

and if i'm just a name

you won't remember

tell me that at least we had a moment

don't you

don't you

want to get away

away from here

where the colors are wrong

and you could be the only one

like driftwood

you pick me up

and now watch me wash away

like you forgot

that it gets cold at night

and you need kindling to spark the flame

and if i saw the signs

i would've seized them

i want to be the prize your eyes are on

and if i'm just a name

you won't remember

tell me that at least we had a moment

don't you

don't you

want to get away

away from here

where the colors are wrong

and you could be the only one