Texty: Augustana. Fire.

No it don't come easy
No it don't come fast
Lock me up inside your garden
Take me to the real side

Fire burning me up
Desire taking me so much higher
And leaving me home

They you are in your black dress
Moving slow to the sadness
I could watch you dance for hours
I could take you by my side

Fire burning me up
Desire taking me so much higher
And leaving me

Its like fire turning me on
Desire taking me so much higher
And leaving me home