Hands on Fire Songtext
von The Stills

It starts with a match
And the wind that blows
What you bury inside
What no one knows
Can I escape these
Hands that glow?
It starts with a match
And the wind that blows

Not who I wanted to be
A thousand leagues under the sea

My hands are on fire
My hands are on fire
Stand back


I′ll make my move
When no eyes in sight
The slightest touch, the
Wrong choice makes it right
I saw the flames crawl
Up your spine
When the room got warm
I froze up inside

Not who I wanted to be
A thousand leagues under the sea

My hands are on fire
My hands are on fire
Stand back

My hands are on fire
My hands are on fire
My hands are on fire
Stand back

Stand back
Stand back
Stand back
Stand back
Stand back
Stand back
Stand back
Stand back