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