Текст песни The Clarks - Flame
The Clarks - Flame слова песни
The ceiling`s low the walls are thinThe little stars upon your skinI cannot sleep I`m wound too tightThe morning comes and I feel alrightTake me down home on holidayLead me to your secret hiding placeLet your hair fall down onto my faceDon`t turn away from the flameDon`t hide your face from the rainLead me down show me the wayDon`t turn away from the flameI know you told me not to runIt`s no big deal I`m just having funWhy don`t you come down to the showI know we can`t help who we knowTake me down home on holidayLean into your secret hideawayLet your hair fall down onto my faceDon`t turn away from the flameDon`t hide your face from the rainLead me down show me the wayDon`t turn away from the flameWho am I to judgeTalk down or bear a grudgeAnd who am I to lieDon`t say goodbyeOur bodies close and I feel your handNo secret vow no silent planThe air is low the walls are thinI know we can`t help where we`ve beenTake me down home on holidayLean into your secret hideawayLet your hair fall down onto my faceDon`t turn away from the flameDon`t hide your face from the rainLead me down show me the wayDon`t turn away from the flame