Like a moth

Like a moth drawn to a flame, a damn flame, like Ikarus flying to the sun, I burn myself on you. I can't stop it, it's a drug and poisonous, and somehow I like it. I'm gonna burn myself, that damn flame, I'm drawn to it, it's warm and magnetic. Just a step saves me from burning, but I can't stay away. After all this time I still can't stay away.

Dennis