Remember when we used to go out to the desert?
We used to get so far away from everyone,
We took your truck and a cooler full of alcohol,
A couple tanks of gasoline we’d burn that mother down.

Then you left and took my heart away with you,
Left me feeling blue, and alone.

I miss the smoke,
I miss the sand,
I miss the feel of your skin beneath my hand.

I miss the heat,
I miss the flame,
I miss the smell of gasoline.

Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire sometimes make me think of you.

Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire sometimes leave me feeling blue.

Out in the desert we would get so high,
Tripping on the dancing rocks and the stars up in the sky,
But we were always drawn together by the white orange flame,
The fire and the gasoline were one and the same.

Then you disappeared like smoke into the sky,
Tears fall from my eyes.

I miss the smoke,
I miss the sand,
I miss the feel of your skin beneath my hand.

I miss the heat,
I miss the flame,
I miss the smell of gasoline.

Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire sometimes make me want to cry.

Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire,
Gasoline and fire make me think of you sometimes.