She wrote me from up in Canada,
to tell me her fire'd gone out
She found another, or maybe two
She needed to dance the way she wanted to
Sometimes life's not what you want it to be
Love burns out too easily
I'm scared to death of other people like me,
that want to love, but they can't believe
There's a doorway that leads to her room
Where she stole my heart, and I belonged to her
But, I still smell her in every hotel room
I never got to dance the way I wanted to
Sometimes life's not what you want it to be
Love burns out too easily
I'm scared to death of other people like me,
that want to love, but they can't believe
They want to love, but the can't believe
I want to love, but I can't believe
