Catie Curtis Cry Fire
I'm not made for this, I'm not in shape My heart don't bend like that, it just breaks When we bring your bags down to the track To take you back I'm no good at this, don't know what to do Waiting on this platform, all these people waiting too I don't say much, 'cause I don't want to say Stay Don't the sun cry fire in the sky every night When it tries To say goodbye I curse the train and its shiny steel When the whistle blows I curse the wheels And I curse my heart for the way it feels Oh Don't the sun cry fire in the sky every night When it tries To say goodbye I take the stairs up while everybody comes down They just got the word: next train, next town And I'm pretty sure now you're gonna come around Again Don't the sun cry fire in the sky every night When it tries To say goodbye
