24/7 - Single Mothers

Where’s the fire?

Where’s the burn?

Too far now to return

Where’s the passion?

Where’s the heat?

Stronger now but not complete

I’m burning like the cactus in the desert

I’m burning like the dog in the summer street

I’m open 24/7

It’s taking its toll on me

I’m the smoke that gladly blows your way

I’m the voice with a melody of pain

I’m the gravity shifting your position

They want hell

I’m here to grant their wishes

Better people than you or I

Have lost that spark for life

I’m the thoughts you keep pushing back there

I’m the secrets you never want to tell

I’m the loss that finally sinks in

I’m the guts that you want to spill

Where’s the fire?

Where’s the burn?

Too far now to return

Where’s the passion?

Where’s the heat?

Stronger now but not complete

I’m burning like that endless desire

I’m burning like hope and poverty

I’m burning like the pen in my hand

Writing words I don’t want to read

I’m burning like the cactus in the desert

I’m burning like the dog in the summer street

I’m open 24/7

It’s taking its toll on me

I’m burning without a chance