Woodkid

Most of my sweet memories were buried in the sand
The fire and the pain will now be coming to an end
How did you get to save me from this desolate wasteland
In your eyes I see? the dawn of brighter days again.
With my tears you washed away? the match stick on my hands
All this things you're trying to do make me a better man
Now i remember the joy and the taste of candy cane