When I was a little boy - wild and insecure - I kissed a girl she made me smile - well I caught her fireBut I just don’t feel it anymore - I just don’t feel it anymoreOh how I miss the way she used to smile… I miss her fire – FIREAnd as the earth moves under our feet and it’s hard making ends meetWe’ll feelin pushed around broken and beat -Grab hold of what you desire – grab hold of fire – said FIRE – We call it FIREYEAHHHH Fire -All right baby – Yeah –
