Burn

Written by：Lee Thomas Miller/Danny Wells

You take a wrong turn

Drop a ball fall short

You labor in vain

Yeah you choke

Miss the boat

Bomb out cave in

Fall flat on your face

Yeah that's everyday life

But sometimes

You hit a good lick

The stars light up

Your ship comes in

You make your mark

You catch a break

And you're sittin' on top

Yeah cream of the crop

You're the stuff

You set the bar

You beat the odds

And there you are

Spend most your life sittin' in the dark

Waitin' your turn

But every now and then

You burn

You go wild in style

Chest out chin up

You're king for a day

And then reality hits

Like a fist hits you hard

Steels your thunder away

And when it beats you down

The wheel spins around

You hit a good lick

The stars light up

Your ship comes in

You make your mark

You catch a break

And you're sittin' on top

Yeah cream of the crop

You're the stuff

You set the bar

You beat the odds

And there you are

Spend most your life sittin' in the dark

Waitin' your turn

But every now and then you burn

You burn like a beacon

Burn like a porch light

Burn like a blue star

Burn like a bonfire

Burn like a flicker

In a red hot flame

Burn like a match

In a deep dark cave

Like a midnight mile high blaze

You hit a good lick

The stars light up

Your ship comes in

You make your mark

You catch a break

And you're sittin' on top

Yeah cream of the crop

You're the stuff you set the bar

You beat the odds

And there you are

Spend most your life sittin' in the dark

Waitin' your turn

But every now and then

You burn

Yeah you burn

Like a porch light

Like a blue fire

You burn

Burn

Burn

Burn