Just Like Fire Would
BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN · High Hopes 2014 · Track 04 of 12
Written by Chris Bailey
One night in a motel room Eyes cast like steel I drank the wine that they left on my table I knew the morning was too far
I smoked my last cigarette I stay only to defy The night was dark and the land was cold It's frozen right to the bone
Just like fire would, I burn up Just like fire would Just like fire would, I burn up
500 miles I've gone today Tomorrow's 500 more Outside my window the world passes by, it's Stranger than a dream
Just like fire would, I burn Just like fire would Just like fire would, I burn up
I go to work and I earn my pay, Lord My sweat it falls to the ground I see you now but we may never meet again child The ice is hanging on the door
One night in a motel room Eyes cast like steel I drank the wine that they left on my table I knew the morning was too far
Just like fire would, I burn up Just like fire would Just like fire would, I burn up
Just like fire would, I burn Just like fire would Just like fire would, I burn up