Flame - The Clarks

The ceiling’s low the walls are thin

The little stars upon your skin

I cannot sleep I’m wound too tight

The morning comes and I feel alright

Take me down home on holiday

Lead me to your secret hide away

Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don’t turn away from the flame

Don’t hide your face from the rain

Lead me down show me the way

Don’t turn away from the flame

I know you told me not to run

It’s no big deal I’m just having fun

Why don’t you come down to the show

I know we can’t help who we know

Take me down home on holiday

Lean into the secret hideaway

Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don’t turn away from the flame

Don’t hide your face from the rain

Lead me down show me the way

Don’t turn away from the flame

Who am I to judge

Talk down or bear a grudge

And who am I to lie

Don’t say goodbye

Our bodies close and I feel your hand

No secret vow no silent plan

The air is low the walls are thin

I know we can’t help where we’ve been

Take me down home on holiday

Lean into the secret hideaway

Let your hair fall down onto my face

Don’t turn away from the flame

Don’t hide your face from the rain

Lead me down show me the way

Don’t turn away from the flame