Fuel to Fire

Do you want me on your mind, or do you want me to go on?

I might be yours as sure as I can say

Be gone, be far away

Roses on parade, they follow you around

Upon your shore, as sure as I can say

Be gone, be far away

Like fuel to fire

To the town we go, into your hideaway

Where the towers grow, gone to be far away

Sing quietly along

Pious words to cry into the under

Upon your shore, as sure as I can say

Be gone, be far away

Oh, what a day to choose

Torn by the hour

All that I say to you

Is like fuel to the fire

To the town we go, into your hideaway

Where the towers grow, gone to be far away

Never do we know, never do they give away

Where the towers grow, only you will hear them say

Sing quietly along

Sing quietly along