Lirieke: Mirah. Advisory Committee. Light the Match.

I want to start a fire in your heart tonight.
Oh, tell me why do I so yearn to cause trouble?
I need you to be mine in the summertime,
when the days are long and the nights are slow and sweet.

But why do you turn and shield your eyes?
Do I burn too brightly?
Oh, don't take my love lightly, for I mean every word.

You flicker, you amaze me.
Your lips illuminate me.
I want your eyes to tell me I'm the only flame.
My glow; it will attract you, my smoke will push you back
Until you call again, please arsonist, attack.

But why do you turn and shield your eyes?

Do I burn too brightly?
Oh, don't take my love lightly, for I mean every word.

I'll just light the match,
And the flames will catch...

But why do you turn and shield your eyes?
Do I burn too brightly?
Oh, don't take my love lightly, for I mean every word.