Beauty On The Fire — Natalie Imbruglia

Here it comes again Cannot out run my desire Cover my decent And throw the Beauty on the fire Drawn towards the edge Do I assume I could fly Every secret shared Why do I drink The feelings dry Don't go too far Limitation scars

Tonight Could I be lost forever To drown My soul in Sensory Pleasure Sensory Pleasure

Here it comes again You raise the bar even higher I cannot catch my breath So throw the Beauty on the fire Don't push too hard Limitaion scars