To be the last to leave, the last to be gone.
Stolen from the ones who held onto it.
To be the last in line, oh, the ones that live on.
Silhouette of a dream treasured by the ones,
Who hung onto it.
Almost a breakdown of our love affair.
The stiletto cuts quick, like a whip through the air.
Long distance winners will we survive the flight.
Not one of us runs from the firelight.
I would love to believe, I believe what you say.
In the drama of the moment.
Oh no there is no easy way, no one ever leaves.
Everyone stays close 'till the fire fades.
I would love to believe, I believe what you say.
In the drama of the moment.
For us there is no easy way out, no one ever leaves.
Everyone stays close 'till the fire fades.
To be the last to leave what caused the fearsome.
Divorce in the night, there was no competition.
Well to survive do it right, and you believe in the five.
To survive the distance, everyone fights.
Everyone fights and the fire flies.
What happened to my feelings?
When heartbreak comes in the night.
Some call it my nightmare, my five fireflies.
Well like a sailing ship on one of love's rocks, no one.
Of our love affair like a whip through the air.
I would love to believe, I believe what you say.
Fireflies...
