You

You talk of love, way before your spark is started
And you talk of names, way before your lips are parted
And you must think I'm the reason that I've been living

I once knew a woman who cried when she had a man
With the fires deep inside her, she was much more alone then
And the people were running everyday
Their mouths wide nothing to say

Except you
Hide in vain
You
Hide in vain

You talk of love way before your spark is started
And you talk of flames way before your lips are parted
And you might think I'm the reason that I've been living

But
Hide in vain
You
Hide in vain