Mariah is aware
That most cabs won't go down there
Brimming with desire
Mariah

Eager, burning tears
From thirty-thousand years
Welling up inside her
Mariah

Mariah
Standing next to the fire
Praying it never tires
Oh, Mariah

Out of flame, into flight
How I wish to reach that height!
Sweet bird, take me higher
Mariah, Mariah, Mariah

Mariah
Standing next to the fire
Praying it never tires
Oh, Mariah

Mariah is aware
That most cabs won't go down there
Brimming with desire
Mariah, Mariah, Mariah

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): CASS MCCOMBS