House On Fire — Mob Rules

In a world of innocence You gave me shelter form the tempest In a time of hope and joy You always dedicated love to me

Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare

House on fire burnt my soul My desire is getting cold

House on fire in my head Sick and tired

Twenty one is much too young For a child without a warning Poorest dream has come alive When you died on a cloudy morning

Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare

House on fire burnt my soul My desire ist getting cold

House on fire in my head Sick and tired

In a world of innocence When you died on a cloudy morning

Burning bridges everywhere And nobody to declare

House on fire burnt my soul My desire is getting cold

House on fire in my head Sick and tired