We call them cool
Those hearts who have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned
We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flames
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always comes with getting BURNED
But you got to be tough when consumed by desire
Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire
We call them strong Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the FALL
We call them weak Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all
They're so hell-bent on giving
Walking a wire Convinced it's not living
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire |