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Hey!

I think I'll go down in flames
Wouldn't ask you to join me
'Cause that would be insane
But you could warm your hands
Yeah, and stake out your place right here next to me

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They will come from miles away
'Cause it's cold outside
And they need a place to rub on their hands and feet
What better time and place than here?

'Cause you've become a fire for me
Ever since you turned 18, love
And then you said that love was
Just some sort of passing thing
'Cause you've become a fire in me
Ever since you turned 18
And the cold ain't so cold
When you hold yourself to me
Hey!

They will come from miles away
In your honour
In their Sunday best of sleeveless shirts and winter coats
Oh, they've been waiting for this for years!

You can see it in their eyes
There's a fire there
But it's not that I'm on fire but it's deep inside
They jump into the peppered sky

'Cause you've become a fire for me
Ever since you turned 18, love
And then you said that love was
Just some sort of passing thing
'Cause you've become a fire in me
Ever since you turned 18
And the cold ain't so cold
When you hold yourself to me

Look, you can see it in their eyes
They're afraid that they'll catch fire
They're filled, they're filled with gasoline
'Cause it's what my heart desires

All these little birds, are chirping in their homes
20 feet above us they're, where all footprints are heard

You're wearing it down, you know when you walk like that
We're not supposed to carry ourselves in the smalls of our backs
And you're wearing it down, you know when you walk like that
We're not supposed to carry ourselves in the smalls of our backs
Yeah, you're wearing it down, you know when you walk like that
We're not supposed to carry ourselves in the smalls of our backs
And you're wearing it down, you know when you walk like that
We're not supposed to carry ourselves in the smalls of our backs

Hey!

Writer(s): Ben Thornewill, Benjamin Thornewill

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