Matches

Matches
Oh the spirit
Oh the fire
Blessed are the ears that can hear it
Calling me to my desire
My desire
I was only 8 years old when he rode in the town
Riding on a black horse six-string with the sun going down
I said, Mama, let me play with the matches
He's like a preacher with the flames in his eyes

Mama, let me play with the matches
He lights up every inch of the sky
Oh the spirit
Oh the fire
Blessed are the ears that can hear it
Calling me to my desire
My desire
I was only 21 driving into LA
Tobacco sunburst 12-string, was gonna have it my way
Mama let me play with the matches
I'm like a preacher with the fire in her eyes
Mama let me play with the matches
I'm gonna light up every inch of the sky
Oh the spirit
Oh the fire
Blessed are the ears that can hear it
Calling me to my desire
My desire
Now I'm rolling down the road
Pulling into your town
Riding with trouble in my hand
I'm gonna burn it all down
Oh the spirit
Oh the fire
And blessed are the ears that can hear it
Calling me to my desire
My desire
La canción 'Matches' de Melissa Etheridge enciende una llama emocional con su evocadora letra. Desde la nostalgia de un niño de 8 años viendo a un músico llegar a su ciudad hasta la determinación de una joven de 21 años conduciendo hacia Los Ángeles, la canción narra un viaje de pasión y ambición....