The Bicycles - Burning Sand

Should we find our secret hideaway
Back into roles we used to play
We thought we built a paradise with our hands
But we were only spreading burning sand
Only burning sand
Once you felt the fire in me
You knew the ways to set it free
But you can't come closer it burns every touch
Protects itself most jealously
I longed for your kiss
For the touch of your hand
But our little oasis
Has been overwhelmed by this burning sand
I guess I had it figured wrong
That where I'd go you'd come along
Time laughs at our demands
All that's left is burning sand

Written by:
Andrew Scott, Dana Snell, Drew Smith, Matt Beckett

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