Chris Abolade
Tinder
Outside the motel
On the balcony
Hands on railing
Asking, asking me where's the fire
Feel the wind in my face
Some things never leave you

Oh I've been waiting
For so long
I've been walking on hot stone
Oh I've been moving on slow train
I've been walking on stone
I've been thinking about setting the world on fire

Seven in the morning
Tinder all my money
On the great western road
Feel the wind in my face
Take a look in my eyes
Some things never leave you
Some things never leave you

I've been waiting
For so long
I've been walking on hot stone
Oh I've been moving on slow train
I've been walking on stone
I've been thinking about setting the world on fire
Ive been thinking about settin the world on fire
Ive been thinking about settin the world on fire
Ive been thinking about settin the world on fire
Ive been thinking about settin the world on fire

Some things never leave you
Some things never leave you
Some things never leave you
Some things never leave you

I've been waiting
For so long
I've been walking on hot stone
Oh I've been moving on slow train
I've been walking on stone
I've been thinking about setting the world on fire
I've been thinking about setting the world on fire
I've been thinking about setting the world on fire