| Five o'clock in the fire escape symphony | |
| Spilling out across the road on the squire | |
| And the skies that sing when you wrote "you think of me" | |
| To parks and leafs reach you there | |
| After the rain in the lonely hours | |
| He haunts me, crueling out, again and again | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Sophia, Sophia | |
| I'm burning, I'm burning | |
| It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out | |
| It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without | |
| And one of them is him | |
| Now I'm walking the streets like a stranger in my hometown | |
| Do the language forms the words when I speak | |
| But he changed me out this ghosts since he came around | |
| Now I count the hours and the days in the weeks | |
| Passion and silence | |
| Every word and every line, a measure | |
| It's the science of the soul | |
| And it's words debreath the reason | |
| And now I wanna know | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Sophia, Sophia | |
| I'm burning, I'm burning | |
| It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out | |
| It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without | |
| And one of them is him | |
| And you with your new born eyes | |
| Have you ever loved men | |
| Like I loved him | |
| Does your heart still feel alive | |
| Like never before, | |
| Oh Sophia... Sophia | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Sophia, Sophia | |
| I'm burning, I'm burning | |
| It's a fire, a fire I cannot put out | |
| It's a fire, it's a fire I'm burning that's something I cannot go without | |
| And one of them is him | |
| I can't go without him... |