Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips
Flame, why do I come so close to you?
Vain, telling me what I shouldn't do
I saw you smoldering before
I let him burn me to the floor
Flame
Flame, why do you paralyze my soul?
Pain if I hold you or let go
There's nothing bluer than your heat
You make the night bleed at your feet
Flame
Break my fall into this wild fire of love
Stolen from dreams
Flame, why do I dance so close to you?
Stained with the longing of a fool
When fires rise, the shadows fall
Over the edges where we crawl
Flame
Flame was written by Sam Phillips.
Flame was produced by T Bone Burnett.