Fire is me Fire is free is like a stinging bee Even though it burns with desire, You must remember that it’s fire. Fire is quite tempting for it seems so warm and nice,But never choose fire over ice.
Fire is me Fire is free It spreads like a flea
It was watching a man and wife With just a blink of an eye it took away their life Filled the air with smoke And they started to choke. She turned to her husband and gave him a shout Telling him to get out, but he didn’t listen and form a cloud.