Pablo Brooks - Fuel To The Flame

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The first time you could hold my hand
I spent all my cash on our plans
You laughed and you gave me your word
We don’t need anything
To make it work

But I just cannot call you up again
To tell you all the things i really meant
But I keep the radio on
Just in case our song comes on

We got too drunk that first time
You thought it was some kind of crime
If shame was a saviour
Your kiss more than favour
I swear we’d do this all night

Walked 7 hours that night
Just two hearts, one city
You called it a night
I would’ve kissed you goodbye
You said the best things
Take their time

I swear we could’ve made it if you tried
But now we’re only strangеrs passing by
Just give me a chance to say
Evеn if it’s fuel to the flame
Called you up again
To tell you all the things I really meant
I know that it’s too late
Oh it’s just fuel to the flame
 
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