Spinanes (The)

Madding
Hey baby, your head's on fire Chasing the miles Escaping your one desire But you're caught in the madding lightly pyre I know you're tired Five times i've heard you say “I tried.” Come here baby, you're fine Hey baby, your pants on fire Hating the chances Mating with no desire But you're caught in the past and lightly blinded I know you're tired I know you're Bart Five times I've heard you say “I tried.” Stay here baby, you're mine From Letras Mania