Whispers like gunshots in the air    She shivers in the wind   The last leaf of a dying tree    The hour approaching midnight   We're taking flight    Our hands against the cold      Breaking barriers    Made in the olden days    And the tips of our fingers    Growing numb with the night    The railing's too much to use    So we won't use our hands    With our balance thrown off    We climb up the stairs    Up to where we found a home    In the woods off near the pond       It's so hard to know    This is the last time    You'll see me this year   It's so hard to know    You were my favorite this year      Baby, the fire...   Baby, the fire...   BABY THE FIRE!    BABY THE FIRE!   It will burn us both    'Cause our fire, baby    There's no place for it in the world   Our fire, baby   There's no place for it in the world      It'll always be ours...   Always and never...      Whispers like gunshots in the air   She shivers in the wind    The last leaf of a dying tree    Whispers like gunshots in the air    She shivers in the wind    The last leaf of a dying tree    She shivers in the wind       Baby, the fire...   Baby, the fire...   BABY THE FIRE!    (It will always be ours)   BABY THE FIRE!      It will burn us both    'Cause our fire, baby    There's no place for it in the world   Our fire, baby   There’s no place for it in the world