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]