You're a wild fire. Never really burns out, and it turns out/
i lit you myself, Clouded judgment in smoke, and opinions not so clear/
Then, that's where the roof collapses/
You're a wild fire. Too hot to get near and visible/
Thunder roars and lightning strikes, igniting rain/
You slow down and the coast is clear, now your'e a mild fire/
Dying down...and gone/ Looking at the
remains of the inferno and reminisce on the anger that possessed it/
In ashes, your'e gone, but heavy on
my mind You're were a wild fire.
(f** am i talking about?)