Fire Rides [Night Version] - MO
Your sweet violin house
Believes the signs were seen on the clouds
Believes the signs were read in our dreams
But we seem to follow through the stages
What’s it gonna be with the violins?
What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in?
What’s it gonna be right
when the sound of you and I die young?
What am I to do with my room oh?
But the wall’s turning yellow
What am I to do in the city
if I can’t have it all and I just wanna feel pretty?
But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record
I found in these in the city
as I found in the eyes of yours
As I found in the eyes of yours
What’s it gonna be with the violins?
What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in?
What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young?
What am I to do with the thunder?
Don’t know who to cost or to pawn
I just wanna walk to the mountains,
walk to the mountains all alone
But my old dreams are doomed as a soft record
I found in these in the city
as I found in the eyes of yours
As I found in the eyes of yours
What’s it gonna be with the violins?
What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in?
What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young?
What’s it gonna be with the violins?
What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in?
What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young?
What’s it gonna be with the violins?
What’s it gonna be when the fire rides in?
What’s it gonna be right when the sound of you and I die young?