Maxwell - Fire We Make Lyrics
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Fire We Make
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What Are The Lyrics For Fire We Make By Maxwell?
Yeah
It's crazy It's crazy Come on, come on yeah I wanna tell you really Oh yeah, all I wanna know yeah Hey I wanna know yeah Hey baby how you doing tonight I wanna let you know I wanna tell you just how I feel I wanna love you baby And it's going so right I wanna burn a candle Turn the darkness to the light With the fire we make It's getting hotter and hotter Like a moth to a flame I can't stay away From the fire we make It's getting higher and higher Like the night to the day I can't stay away No no no Stay away Hi baby, won't you tell me the truth You wanna be the one You can't stay away Oh, hey darling Don't you make no excuse We can chase this on And burn the hole inside you From the fire we make It's getting hotter and hotter Like a moth to a flame I can't stay away With the fire we make It's getting higher and higher Like the night to the day I can't stay, I can't stay away This invisible bullet and it takes us to the stars It's getting higher and higher It's the fire we make, (it's the fire we make) Getting sweeter and sweeter Like a night to a day (about to make up this flame) I can't stay away, say is, no no (yeah) No no no, no no no, can't stay away (can't stay) No no no (oh you can't) No no no (baby baby baby) No no no, yeah I wanna tell you, I wanna love you I just wanna stay with you I can't be done I just can't stay away I wanna make some much fire with you baby I wanna go, gonna go to you darling, ah I say yeah yeah |
Who Wrote Fire We Make By Maxwell?
Alicia Augello-cook, Alicia Keys, Andrew Wansel, Gary Clark Jr, Warren Felder
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