let’s go walking to the edge of here
let’s go find the big sea
maybe the sky will fall on us
but I’ve got your name
all the things you said
make my face turn red
each time someone somewhere
stops to weep
there’s someone somewhere
wildfire
wi.., wi..., ah-ee-ah
wildfire
in between the nothing that there is
you walk into my life
friend or foe the knife that cuts
or sun that burns me white
ah-hah
shall we run or will we stumble
will we touch or fumble
look I’m Joan of Arc and I’m mumbling
wildfire
[etc.]
shall we run or stumble
[fades]