Last night I woke up in a flaming bed 
a flaming bed 
a flaming bed 
I know that you can't be with me 
until I start talking some kind of sense 
but nothing makes sense to me now 
can't find the thread no place to rest 
and I don't know what normal means 
still I grow tired of the same 
your flame burns pure 
that's what I fear 
I see so much 
you make me real 
I see so much 
from everywhere to nowhere 
from nowhere to here 
nowhere to here 
nowhere to here 
nowhere to here 
to everywhere 

Last night I woke up in a flaming bed