To Catch a Flame
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โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 12599900
๐ Lyrics
There's light at the end of this tunnel
Where I hope you'll be waiting
It's growing ever brighter
I'll never stop chasing you down
I can taste the smoke in the air
But then you slip right through my fingers
Learning to look but never to touch
I guess it's just bad luck
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
You'll always be the place I call home
Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
The thought of you keeps me warm
In the coldest of weather
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
Where I hope you'll be waiting
It's growing ever brighter
I'll never stop chasing you down
I can taste the smoke in the air
But then you slip right through my fingers
Learning to look but never to touch
I guess it's just bad luck
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
You'll always be the place I call home
Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
The thought of you keeps me warm
In the coldest of weather
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
You always leave me in the dark
If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
Tempting men to fuel the fire
Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:30.83] There's light at the end of this tunnel
[00:33.82] Where I hope you'll be waiting
[00:37.54] It's growing ever brighter
[00:41.30] I'll never stop chasing you down
[00:45.40] I can taste the smoke in the air
[00:48.51] But then you slip right through my fingers
[00:52.72] Learning to look but never to touch
[00:56.03] I guess it's just bad luck
[00:59.39] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[01:05.18] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[01:15.25]
[01:19.67] You'll always be the place I call home
[01:23.55] Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
[01:30.02]
[01:32.40] The thought of you keeps me warm
[01:36.63] In the coldest of weather
[01:38.84] You always leave me in the dark
[01:54.56] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[01:57.79] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:02.48] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:04.50] You always leave me in the dark
[02:09.39] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[02:13.76] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:17.84] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:21.25]
[02:24.39] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:30.19] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:39.03] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:43.50] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:51.30]
[00:33.82] Where I hope you'll be waiting
[00:37.54] It's growing ever brighter
[00:41.30] I'll never stop chasing you down
[00:45.40] I can taste the smoke in the air
[00:48.51] But then you slip right through my fingers
[00:52.72] Learning to look but never to touch
[00:56.03] I guess it's just bad luck
[00:59.39] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[01:05.18] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[01:15.25]
[01:19.67] You'll always be the place I call home
[01:23.55] Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
[01:30.02]
[01:32.40] The thought of you keeps me warm
[01:36.63] In the coldest of weather
[01:38.84] You always leave me in the dark
[01:54.56] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[01:57.79] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:02.48] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:04.50] You always leave me in the dark
[02:09.39] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[02:13.76] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:17.84] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:21.25]
[02:24.39] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:30.19] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:39.03] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:43.50] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:51.30]