The Fire
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love... fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love sittin' around the fire
Your hands strumming on a lyre
Our songs touch the sky
But I become unarmed when you look into my eyes
When I look into my eyes
That's... that's not... that's not it
I love... fire
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Hilbourn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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- The Coker College Alumni Association, Vol. 1
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- CRUNKNASTY: Expanded & Amended (20th Anniversary)
- Midnight Rooster LIVE
- DEAD: M-T Wallet White Boyz Live At The Time
- Big Deal
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