Walking Through Fire

i touch the fire and it freezes me
i stare into it and it's black
why can't i feel, my skin should crack and peel
i want the fire back.

now through the smoke, they call to me
to make my way across the flame.
to meet the day, or maybe melt away,
i guess it's all the same.

so i will walk through the fire
where else can i turn?
i will walk through the fire
and let it--

so one by one, they turn from me
i guess my friends can't face the cold
but what not one among them knows...
and never can be told.

these long, cold days
are finally ending in a blaze
and i will walk through the fire
to the point of no return
i will walk through the fire
and let it burn.