Leo
Is tired of being chased by fire
He's run enough in life
Allie
Has seen death in the burn zone
He's scared to be alone
Winnie
Has seen the ghosts haunt the empty lots
So she cries a lot
We're cold and scared of
Who might be creeping out there
But I won't get in the shelter lines
I'll pack up my clothes
And keep the tent flaps closed
I'll sleep at night with open eyes
But I'll never leave the dogs of Paradise