Silver Scooter - Holding The Flare lyrics

I was thinking of you holding the flare I was thinking of you cause nobody cared I ran from the house there were flames in the air I had a dream, it's like you were there I ratted on you Sometimes when I hold my head too high I have to leap back down from the sky I grabbed the keys, you grabbed the cash You were always there, cause you cared I ratted on you Sometimes when I hold my head too high I have to look before I land We left the block, hand in hand Your clothes, smelled like gasoline I ratted on you