Woke up this morning in a bed, in a bed of fire   People and buildings in my head burning there tonight   Tonight as I lay sleeping, I try to hold your hand   One eye open and dreaming that this city is on fire      Tell me sweet things in the middle of the night, it's the middle of the night   Open my window and the room is filled, filled with burning light   Tonight as I lay sleeping, I try to hold your hand   One eye open and dreaming that this city is on fire      Woke up this morning in a bed, in a bed of fire   People and buildings in my head burning there tonight   Tonight as I lay sleeping, I try to hold your hand   One eye open and dreaming that this city is on fire