Lake of Fire

I had that feeling coming round again
It touched my wrist and pulled me in
I shook it free like a childhood friend
I had that feeling coming round again

I bet the highway feels clear and bright
Shiny chrome next to the tail lights
Green trees blanket either side
I bet the highway feels clear and bright

And I know
That my love is like a lake of fire
And it burns me on my fingertips
In the dead of the night
And the dark of the night

I've been to Portland, Oregon
I've been to Nashville, Tennessee
Yuma, Arizona
And New York City

I've seen the falls and I've seen the dams
I've seen what man can do to another man
My home's sky of the central plains
I know the wind and I know the rains

And I know
That my love is like a lake of fire
And it burns me on my fingertips
In the dead of the night
And the dark of the night

And I know
That my love is like a lake of fire
And it burns me on my fingertips
In the dead of the night
And the dark of the night

There's gasoline on both my hands
An owl feather on the dash of the van
Sky looks like broken glass
These feelings cut me like an hour glass

You cut the ribbon while I hold it tight
We drop the ends off into the night
Watch them fray and a dangerous sky
You cut the ribbon while I hold it tight

And I know
That my love is like a lake of fire
And it burns me on my fingertips
In the dead of the night
In the dark of the night