Come on, come on   Put your hands into the fire   Explain, explain   As I turn and meet the power   This time, this time   Turning white and senses dire   Pull up, pull up   From one extreme to another      From the summer to the spring   From the mountain to the air   From Samaritan to sin   And it’s waiting on the end       Come on, come on   Put your hands into the fire   Explain, explain   As I turn and meet the power   This time, this time   Turning white and sense dire   Pull up, pull up   From one extreme to another      From the summer to the spring   From the mountain to the air   From Samaritan to sin   And it’s waiting on the end       And now I’m alone I’m looking out, I’m looking in   Way down, the lights are dimmer   Now I’m alone I’m looking out , I’m looking in   Way down, the lights are dimmer      Ooooh      Come on, come on   Put your hands into the fire   Come on, come on