Flame — текст песни (The Clarks)

The ceiling`s low the walls are thin
The little stars upon your skin
I cannot sleep I`m wound too tight
The morning comes and I feel alright

Take me down home on holiday
Lead me to your secret hiding place
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don`t turn away from the flame
Don`t hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Don`t turn away from the flame

I know you told me not to run
It`s no big deal I`m just having fun
Why don`t you come down to the show
I know we can`t help who we know

Take me down home on holiday
Lean into your secret hideaway
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don`t turn away from the flame
Don`t hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Don`t turn away from the flame

Who am I to judge
Talk down or bear a grudge
And who am I to lie
Don`t say goodbye

Our bodies close and I feel your hand
No secret vow no silent plan
The air is low the walls are thin
I know we can`t help where we`ve been

Take me down home on holiday
Lean into your secret hideaway
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don`t turn away from the flame
Don`t hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Don`t turn away from the flame