Kindling

You won't count to seven it's usually 'til ten.
To hell with Sydney girls you're much better than them.
On my mattress I've been drawing a line, where I'll shut my eyes and where you should lie,
you should lie, if you should lie.
I'll be a lighter of fires, you be the

Fighter of fires, I'll be the fighter of fires, you be the lighter fires.
Should I choose to stay here now all depends,
on buildings, buses, streets, trees, rain and friends on my mattress
I've been drawing a line, where I'll shut my eyes and where you should lie,

If you should lie.
I'll be a lighter of fires you'll be a fighter of fires,
I'll be a fighter of fires you be a lighter of fires.