Fire At the End of the Street

First boy to the second boy: 'Where do you think I am?
How do you think it’s gone tonight?'
First girl to the second girl: 'Who does he think I am?
Where does he think he’s been tonight?'
Tonight, will the action end, before it’s even begun?
It’s always over again.
First boy to the second boy: 'Where do you think I am?
Where do you think I stand tonight?'
First girl to the second girl: 'Who does he think I am?
How do you think i’ve been tonight?'
Tonight, will the action end, before it’s even begun?
It’s always over again.
This is all lost in time,
but i’ll remember a moment my whole life,
a second, a glance in time.
It seems so simple, the meaning is intricate, this is so simple.
It seems so simple, the meaning is intricate, this is so simple.
Tonight, will the action end, before it’s even begun?
It’s always over again.