Fire Burns! Fire Burns!

If you like you can enquire There are rings of fire There are hearts on fire There are desert, grass and bush fires Burning with a red hot rage on a different stage They burn and mature that one can only admire O! Fire O! Fire My heart is on fire Inside my soul a little flame has transpired Have my words mis-fired while I speak of fire? Fire burns like a scorching red-hot sun And when fire burns its impact is sometimes no fun Fire burns! Fire burns! People die, people cry, people sigh Fire run, run and run Let's take turns to run before we turn into a bun When you play with fire your hands will burn When you lay with fire, heads will surely turn Fire burns! Fire burns! A hand pulls a gun and fires A man goes to work and gets fired And while I tire, I ask myself am I a liar? For I speak of the uncontrollable forest fires That cannot be announced by any town crier A little spark A brittle panic attack A burning flame A red-hot blaze In seconds fire can take out an entire space Fire burns! Fire burns! And while the fire transpires I can see the fire in your eyes A hot passionate desire that flies and flies And the fire burns and burns Run, run and run for heads will turn And the heat will rise like the scorching sun Fire burns! Fire burns! I ask silently for a ceasefire For fire only ignites to inspire more misery And out of that misery are born some high fliers Run, run and run for heads will turn And whatever burns can never be undone