Just like the flower that sits on the sill
Men will sit and wait until they are killed
The water falls from the sky
And we're drowning
People always eat their favorite fruit
Even though the season tells them the truth
I must not sleep through rain
Or I'll cry my own
And I'll die alone
In the fire
I got the body of a tiger
Just like the flower that sits on the sill
Men will sit and wait until they are killed
The water falls from the sky
And we're drowning
But it won't put out
This fire
I got the body of a tiger
I got the body of a tiger