I never wanna die I never wanna die I never wanna die I'm on my knees I never wanna die Dancing on my grave Running through the fire Forever,
you owe me somethin' Listen up, I got a story to tell It's like I fell outta Heaven just to walk through Hell But it fueled my fire, ignited my desire
seems like the road is never gonna end On this road there's a lotta, hills and mountains Peaks and valleys Even a lot of potholes on this road It's never smooth, on
fall in love but not that type of guy Ooh wee, you got my clouds on fire We're tight rope walkin' and the world's the wire Remember kissin' on Broadway
, baby, she's got it I'm your Venus, I'm your fire At your desire Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire At your desire Goddess on the mountain top Burning
I chose Lift me up and turn me over Lead me on into the dawn Take me to the highest mountain Tie me up, love in a storm Have you decided on my fortune
Gimme a three day weekend, in the mountain view, a snow covered cabin, with just room for two, a fire softly burnin', not a thing to do, but get away
scared that love lived on the edge / Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge / As if my love
Went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine Looked up in the Heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign Written fire across the heaven, plain as black
the straight and narrow road You don't even have to worry We've got time to kill Standin' still, go on, give it a try We've got all our love Mountains
believe, and I'm not consoled. I lean closer to the fire, but I'm cold. The earth was born in a storm. The waters receded, the mountains were formed. "
is Bill Clinton Who soon retire, the roof is on fire Connie Chung brung the bomb As it comes from Oklahoma Things are gettin' serious, Kuumbaya On a mountain
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green And was the holy lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen And did the countenance
Single book of matches Gonna burn what's standing in the way Run down the mountain Now they're calling on the fire brigade Bury all the pictures And
day Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout a woman that you'll feel that way She's like fire on the mountain Like some kinda heaven that's pourin' down on me
cause I'm stuck on dookie mountain Fifty guns open fire, blood spray like a fountain Now our bodies all shredded, shots blaze right through me We're done-er than done, done in by the dookie Trouble on
my throat anad squeeze as if the sounds I made should not escape into the air causing me to moan too loudly as I jerked on out the fire that I no longer