(F. Gold/P. Ivers)
Comin` back on
Comin` back strong
Turnin` back on
Takin` the heat out in the street
Baby too long
Can you tell me how much fire
Will it take to get us higher
Hearin` the news, singin` the blues
You gotta choose
Stand up and fight, do it tonight
What can you lose
In a world of fading treasure
Love is the greatest pleasure
So let`s go up, forget about down
`Cause in this town, it`s gonna get rough
And what goes down, is up to us
So let`s go up, baby let`s go up
When it gets hot, like it or not
You want to run
Though it`s so warm here in my arms
You won`t get burned
In a world of fading treasures
The pleasure of your treasures
Can not be measured up
Ooh, I can`t free a person from their charms
But I`ll tell you this for sure
If nothing is ventured
Then nothing is gained, let`s go