Thunderstone. The Burning. Drawn To The Flame. Zeneszám

Playing with fire gets you burned
I knew it but still I didn?t take heed
Two is company, three?s a crowd
I knew that too but still I couldn?t let go

It?s burning me, burning me
Like a beggar for money I?m drawn
Between two fires I stand
Filled with a flame both bitter and sweet
It?s burning me, burning me
Like a beggar for money I?m drawn

To the flame
I am the one to blame
Flame
I have been drawn to the flame
I?m burned by the fire
That is you