I can’t stand the fire

It comes again

Candles burn again

It comes again

But I can’t die today

No I can’t die today

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my

Whistling down I can’t find a tune to hold

I’ve got nothing and I’ve got nothing at all and I’m

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my

Whistling down, I can’t find a time to home,

I’ve got nothing and I’ve got nothing at all and I’m

Whistling down the street I’ll see you in my, I guess it’s my time to die

It’s my time to die, it’s my turn

It’s my time to die