You chase the fire
You paint the signs
I walk the wire
You shout the lines
There was a time when my mind
was made up by you.
Is this a deja vu or am I
just missing you.
I've been here before and lived
to the thrill of it all.
I might be in the dark
but I'm watching you.
You chase the fire,
but you can't take the heat.
You slay the lion,
but you won't taste the meat
Your look was all it took
to get me hooked on you
My eyes were closed
but now I'm watching you
Chorus
There was a time when my lines
were made up by you.
Is this a web of lies,
or am I just seeing through
Chorus
