My hopes are like embers lying around inside a firebed and Your mind is a firewalker, it steps on them like they are dead but
I can grow In spite of all you know You might not recognize me tomorrow Yes I can change In spite of all they say Become something strange and beautiful Like joy, like joy
Me, I'm like a wild flame that catches on whatever's near but Your mind is a firewalker, it sets its course and never veers but
I can grow In spite of all you know You might not recognize me tomorrow Yes I can change In spite of all they say Become something strange and beautiful Like joy, like joy
Take offers from every side and give my attentions about anywhere well Do I recognize my actions, I look like I'm so unaware like I don't care
But I can grow In spite of all you know You might not recognize me tomorrow Yes I can change In spite of all they say Become something strange and beautiful Like joy, like joy
Compositor: Elizabeth Clark Phair (Phair Liz) (ASCAP)Editores: Civil War Days (ASCAP), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #1541065 em 12/Abr/2024