Verse 1:
She said she wanted to be a writer
He felt the heat of the fire Chorus:
The struck match of deja vu
The long unoccupied unlit room
The dusty shelves of books and man*scripts Verse 2:
He could have touched flame to paper
Instead he lit a fire Bridge:
Hoping she was born to be
Exactly what she longed to be
Daddys girl forever
Only better [Repeat Chorus] Verse 3:
He said hed love to be a reader
She felt the heat of the fire [Repeat Bridge and Chorus 2x]