Paper people walking through streets of fire
Looking for a taste of love
Growing hard of hearing you were losing touch
All the while a deeper fire

If you lie in the eye of the storm
The wild heart is born

So there lies a distance in between you and I
You know that I can feel it well
When I go looking you are hard to define
Fortified insede yourself

If you lie in the eye of the storm
The wild heard is born

In the falling light
Bring your love and your desire
On a road back through the night
There can be no denial

Paper people walking through streets of fire
Looking for a taste of love
Growing hard of hearing you were losing touch
All the while a deeper fire

If you lie in the eye of the storm
The wild heart is born