Submitted by Daniel Martinsson
She was barely sixteen and too young to be drinking wine
She belonged to a guy with a car, the aggressive kind
I got high on a rush when my eyes locked on hers,
she would not look away and from there it got worse
She came up and said:
I know that pain doesn't hurt
I should have found the words
Come on, come on it's late and we're way off the track,
troubles wait for us now
If we kiss there'll be no turning back, it's a fact
troubles wait for us now
'cause we're playing with fire,
playing with fire, playing with fire, playing with you
We went out in the night to the stars and the mystic moon
We were far from the crowd and I thought:
Shall we get back soon
But her face was so close and my mind was a mess,
and the stars they said no but the moon whispered yes
She took my hand and said:
I know a place we can go, no one will ever know
Come on, come on it's late and we're way off the track,
troubles wait for us now
If we kiss there'll be no turning back, it's a fact
troubles wait for us now 'cause we're playing with fire,
playing with fire
Playing with you, is playing with fire
And you got me burning now
Don't get me burning now
Come on, come on