Hands On Fire by Stills
Hands On Fire lyrics
Starts with a match
and a wind that blows
What you bury inside,
what know one knows
And I escape it,
hands that glow
It starts with a match
and the wind that blows
Might have what I wanted to be
A thousand leagues under the sea
My hands are on fire
my hands are on fire
Stand back
I make my move
with your eyes in sight
The slightest touch,
the wrong choice makes it right
I saw the flames crawl
up your spine
When the room got warm
I froze up inside
Stand back
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