Tori Amos. Y Kant Tori Read. Fire On The Side. Zeneszám

Purple sunset, orange moon. I'm alone again without you.
I knew someone had to lose.
Kiss goodbye, go back to your separate life that you have with her.
Ashes blow in the windy sky. Take my heart as you go...

Baby it burns. Baby it burns.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Taste my tears, see how they burn.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.


Purple sunset, orange moon. How can the music play,
When the only band is made of gold wrapped around your hand,
That I used to hold against my chest every night?
But I still can hope you will see I'm your home...


Baby it burns. Baby it burns.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Taste my tears, see how they burn.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.


I knew someone had to lose.
Kiss goodbye, go back to your separate life that you have with her.
Take my heart as you go...


Baby it burns. Baby it burns.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Taste my tears, see how they burn.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Baby it burns. Baby it burns.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Taste my tears, see how they burn.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.
Baby it burns, to be your fire on the side.