Where I hope you’ll be waiting
It’s growing ever brighter
I’ll never stop chasing you down!
I can taste the smoke in the air
But you always slip right through my fingers
Learning to look but never to touch
I guess it’s just bad luck
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
All you're left with is burnt fingers;
Black cinders in the palm of your hands
You’ll always be the place I call home
Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I’m not alone
The thought of you keeps me warm!
In the coldest of weather
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play!
All you're left with is burnt fingers;
Black cinders in the palm of your hands!
There's light at the end of this tunnel Where I hope you’ll be waiting It’s growing ever brighter I’ll never stop chasing you down! I can taste the smoke in the air But you always slip right through my fingers Learning to look but never to touch I guess it’s just bad luck Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play All you're left with is burnt fingers; Black cinders in the palm of your hands You’ll always be the place I call home Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I’m not alone The thought of you keeps me warm! In the coldest of weather You always leave me in the dark If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you? Tempting men to fuel the fire Boiling their blood, like you knew you would You always leave me in the dark If I can feel the spark, then why can’t you? Tempting men to fuel the fire Boiling their blood, like you knew you would Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play! All you're left with is burnt fingers; Black cinders in the palm of your hands! Explain Request ×
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