Jukebox The Ghost Lighting Myself On Fire
Hey!
I think I'll go down in flames
Want to ask you to join me
Cause that would be insane but you could warm your
hands
Yeah, take up the place right here next to me
They will come from miles away
Cause it's cold outside
And they need a place to rub on their hands and feet
What better time and place than here?
Cause you've become a fire for me
Ever since you turned eighteen, love
And then you said that love was
Just some sort of passing thing
But you've become a fire in me
Ever since you turned eighteen
And the cold ain't so cold when you hold yourself to me
Hey!
And they will come from miles away
In your honor
In their Sunday best of sleeveless shirts and winter
coats
Oh they've been waiting for this for years
You can see it in their eyes
There's a fire there
And it's not that I want fire, but it's deep inside
They jump into the fair, fair sky
Cause you've become a fire for me
Ever since you turned eighteen, love
And then you said that love was
Just some sort of passing thing
Cause you've become a fire in me
Ever since you turned eighteen
And the cold ain't so cold when you hold yourself to me
Look, you can see it in their eyes
They're afraid that they'll catch fire
Cause I've told 'em they're filled with gasoline
Cause it's what my heart desires
All these little birds are chirping in their world
Twenty feet above the street where our footprints end
You're wearing it down, you know, when you walk like
that
We're not supposed to carry ourselves in the smalls of
our backs
Hey!
