Lyrics:

It's crippling, never really knowing

We're huddling, where it's always nice
And plus there is a flame
A flame that should be hot
In spite of being small, and being still
Following wherever you will

Look at them, they're sensitive

And they inch out, look at them
And plus there is a flame
A flame that should be hot
In spite of being small, and being still
Following wherever you will