Fire, fire, I'm not ready for thisnAnother night well spent on a hit or missnMy calloused sides are turning bluenHold close to me as I lean to younnA subtle wink and a casual starenOur hearts both racing, we dance on airnTo speak or be spoken to?nMy cheeks are flushed and I'm focused on younnI think I'm falling, I'm falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at easenBut I'm not falling, not falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at easennI'll capture you on shores of goldnJust sit and relax, let it unfoldnThe pout of your soft lipsnAnd the rough graze of fingertipsnnSo angel spread your wingsnSing something soft and comfortingnI pray this finds you wellnWith regard I dare not tellnnI think I'm falling, I'm falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at easenBut I'm not falling, not falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at easennAnd all our flaws we'll dare not mentionnI suppose it was minenAnd even though I had the best intentionsnI suppose it was minennAnd all our flaws we'll dare not mentionnI suppose it was minenAnd even though I had the best intentionsnnI think I'm falling, I'm falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at easenBut I'm not falling, not falling for younTonight we'll rest with arms at ease