To Catch A Flame
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โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 4063357
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
[00:29.14] There's light at the end of this tunnel
[00:33.57] Where I hope you'll be waiting
[00:37.25] It's growing ever brighter
[00:40.79] I'll never stop chasing you down
[00:44.28] I can taste the smoke in the air
[00:48.33] But then you slip right through my fingers
[00:51.66] Learning to look but never to touch
[00:55.10] I guess it's just bad luck
[00:59.07] 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
[01:19.41] You'll always be the place I call home
[01:23.07] Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
[01:31.60] The thought of you keeps me warm
[01:36.05] In the coldest of weather
[01:51.14] You always leave me in the dark
[01:55.05] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[01:58.07] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:02.07] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:06.24] You always leave me in the dark
[02:09.47] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[02:12.98] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:16.78] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:23.93] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:30.14] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:38.98] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:44.76] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:55.52]
[00:33.57] Where I hope you'll be waiting
[00:37.25] It's growing ever brighter
[00:40.79] I'll never stop chasing you down
[00:44.28] I can taste the smoke in the air
[00:48.33] But then you slip right through my fingers
[00:51.66] Learning to look but never to touch
[00:55.10] I guess it's just bad luck
[00:59.07] 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
[01:19.41] You'll always be the place I call home
[01:23.07] Warming the coldest of rooms, I know I'm not alone
[01:31.60] The thought of you keeps me warm
[01:36.05] In the coldest of weather
[01:51.14] You always leave me in the dark
[01:55.05] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[01:58.07] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:02.07] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:06.24] You always leave me in the dark
[02:09.47] If I can feel the spark, then why can't you?
[02:12.98] Tempting men to fuel the fire
[02:16.78] Boiling their blood, like you knew you would
[02:23.93] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:30.14] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:38.98] Catching flames, is such a dangerous game to play
[02:44.76] When all your left with is burnt fingers; black cinders in the palm of your hands
[02:55.52]