Golden hair like leaves in autumn Carelessly flows to the bottom As she lays so sweetly on her bed Dreams of castles, old and gray In the highlands, tucked away Where her spirit goes to find some rest She's a fire in the cold Burns like tiger's eyes of gold She's a fire in the cold Burns like tiger's eyes of gold Quiet whispers in her sleep Floating down a blanket stream Words she says are slowly soothing me She's a fire in the cold Burns like tiger's eyes of gold She's a fire in the cold Burns like tiger's eyes of gold I can feel it in my soul Burns like tiger's eyes of gold Hey! Hey!