You chase the fire You paint the signs I walk the wire You shout the lines There was a time when my mind was made up by you. Is this a deja vu or am I just missing you. I've been here before and lived to the thrill of it all. I might be in the dark but I'm watching you. You chase the fire, but you can't take the heat. You slay the lion, but you won't taste the meat Your look was all it took to get me hooked on you My eyes were closed but now I'm watching you Chorus There was a time when my lines were made up by you. Is this a web of lies, or am I just seeing through Chorus
