Letra da Música: Reprise - Peter Hammill

We think we're fireproof,
we never think that we'll get burned;
we think we're fireproof,
we never think, so we'll get burned;
we think we're fireproof.
Reprise,
reprise.

If he got to do it all again
would he do it over and over?
In reprise, reprieve?

But will she always be his?