Blowing embers from passions yearned,
I draw fire from your lips.
And as I near, your flames relax;
Be careful darling, you'll sink ships.

But it's too late 'cause we've set sail,
A crash course is our intent;
Better call ahead for rescue,
We're about to begin descent.

Oceans meet when we collide,
Sinking hearts that shame Titanic,
You're the Iceburg to my Liner,
My insides start to panic.

And as my lifeboats float away,
They're followed suit by my defenses.
You have a way of breaking walls,
And numbing all my senses.

Unlike Leo, my luck's not bad,
I know my way through water;
A trick I've learned for breaking ice,
Is to start off when it's hotter.

I leave impressions on half-scorched lips,
No cold remains within;
I warned you darling: When you play with fire,
The danger's below the skin.