Blinded

MacLean Tara

Theres a fire on the mountain
Path through the sea
You were blinded by the flames in the air

Theres a broken land Ive seen it
Hail to swallowed love
I can feel my fingers sleeping

And maybe I dont know what love is
But it isnt this
No, it isnt this

Theres a truth long forgotten
Trust long denied
And a child somewhere hungry
And crying

And maybe I dont know what love is
But it isnt this
No, it isnt this

And maybe I dont know what love is
No........
But it isnt this
No, it isnt this

Theres a fire on the mountain
Path through the sea
You were blinded by flames
In the air