On and on we go again there seems no point of view over, under, upside down I don't know what to do there used to be a passion don't know when it slipped away I look around at everyone it happens everyday
I need to get off this spinnin' merry go round I'm upside down No sense in talkin' 'till the morning comes I need to feel it once again This fire is dyin' I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore This fire is dyin' I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymore
contradiction, trepidation, different points of view sitting in a place I said I'd never go with you given half a chance I guess I'd throw it all away my opinion doesn't matter when there's shades of grey
I need to know what you're lookin' for No sense in talkin' 'till the morning comes I need to feel it once again This fire is dyin' I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore This fire is dyin' I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymore
(guitar solo)
I need the passion to live my life live my dreams the way I like give no reasons for what I am I try to love you the best I can
This fire is dyin' I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore This fire is dyin' I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymore