Thirteen senses - into the fire

Come on, come on
Put your hands into the fire
Explain, explain
As I turn I meet the power
This time, this time
Turning white and senses dire
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another


From the summer to the spring

From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
And its waiting on the air



Come on, come on

Put your hands into the fire
Explain, explain
As I turn I meet the power
This time, this time
Turning white and senses dire
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another



From the summer to the spring

From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
And its waiting on the air



Now I'm low I'm looking out, I'm looking in

Way down, the lights are dimmer
Now I'm low I'm looking out, I'm looking in
Way down, the lights are dimmer



Ooooh



Come on, come on

Put your hands into the fire
Come on, come on