Old Flame

We used to talk about anything and everything
In the back of that old Grand Cherokee
But when you headed south, terrified of settling
I stayed back to play for tips down on Varick St.

Now I'm nothing but an old flame
Just the boy from your family's town
Tiny little no-name
Bet you don't even remember it now
But I wonder if you ever catch yourself dreaming about
Striking up an old flame

I saw a photograph, guess you went to Germany
Some new man pressing up against your cheek
I hope he makes you laugh the way you used to do with me
And that he understands the hurt you're hiding underneath

'Cause now I'm nothing but an old flame
Just the boy from your family's town
Tiny little no-name
Bet you don't even remember it now
But I wonder if you ever catch yourself dreaming about
Striking up an old flame

And burning out
Burning out
Burning out
Burning out

I know I'm nothing but an old flame
Just the boy from your family's town
Tiny little no-name
Bet you don't even remember it now
Still I wonder

There's nothing like an old flame
There's nothing like an old flame
There's nothing like an old flame
Nothing like it