text: You say that all you want are the simple things
  Long walks on lonely beaches, guitars with nylon strings
  But underneath youd rather leap through a hoop of fire
  You shy away from lips that want, that want to kiss you
  Tongue-tied on formal evenings, wealth dont impress you
  But if you ask me you like the heat in a hoop of fire
  And its hard to read just how you feel or what your dreams desire
  Your pulse that races when Im close reads like a hoop of fire 
  No late nights making love in secret places
  You feel pressure all around you, mistrust in strangers faces
  But dont pretend you wouldnt spend some time in a hoop of fire