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