Master of the Game

Lyrics
Nobody owns her heart Hers is a work of art She holds it up to show you In the dark, oh-oh... No one can take her breath She'll always have one left She's taunting you And everything you thought she'd be She is and now it's haunting you She's the storm and she's the flame She's the spark that lights the candle And the cloud that starts the rain Here she is, the master of the game She'll open every door And leave you wanting more She'll comfort you But you're still not sure, oh, yeah 'Cause when she's black, she's white And when she's wrong, the girl is right But wait for her 'Cause if you move too fast And don't look back You'll be too late for her She's the storm and she's the flame She's the spark that lights the candle And the cloud that starts the rain Here she is, the master of the game She's the master of the game, oh, yes Such a master of the game She's the master of the game Nobody owns her heart Hers is a work of art You look for her But what you find Is someone in the dark That you mistook for her She's the storm and she's the flame She's the spark that lights the candle And the cloud that starts the rain But she's not for you to own You've always known her name, whoo! She's the master of the game Oh, yeah, ah-ah-ah... Whoa, she's the storm and she's the flame The sparks that light the candle I want everybody to know that She's the master of the game, yeah She's the storm, the wind, the light, the rain The spark that lights and candle's flame Now, baby, nobody owns her heart Hers is a work of art...
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Credits
- Writers
- Dennis Matkosky
- Paul Gordon