Mountains of regret crashing into me, towering over me, and weighing me down,
My body stretched between the place I accuse and the fever of the sky and ground,
Racing through a landscape of trust, taking more than I must, killing time with the speed,
Mountains of regret crashing over me: I was missing in her time of need.

Deep in her arms, deep in her soul,
I'm burning, yearning, twisting, turning, aching to fall,
But for the thrill of loving her still, I'd forfeit ever loving at all, at all.

Wilderness in her eyes raging, searching into me with flashes of fire,
My arms outstretched to clutch the branches of pride, yet I long to chase the winds of desire,
Bitter - the rain washing over the hillside, reminding me of how it once was long ago,
Wilderness in her touch enchanting, but the painful part was loving her so.

Deep in her arms, deep in her soul,
I'm burning, yearning, twisting, turning, aching to fall,
But for the thrill of loving her still, I'd forfeit ever loving at all, at all.

Plunging down the waterfall into the arms; the only love together we found,
Sweeter than memories and deeper than wounds, under mountains of regret crashing down.

Deep in her arms, deep in her soul,
I'm burning, yearning, twisting, turning, aching to fall,
But for the thrill of loving her still, I'd forfeit ever loving at all,
Deep in her arms, deep in her soul,
I'm burning, yearning, twisting, turning, aching to fall,
But for the thrill of loving her still, I'd forfeit ever loving at all, at all.

Burn it all,
Burn it all,
Burn it all,
Loving it all.