Standing outside the fire

(Jenny Yates/Garth Brooks) We call them cool Those hearts that have no scars to show The ones that never do let go And risk the tables being turned We call them fools Who have to dance within the...

We call them cool Those hearts who have no scars to show The ones that never do let go And risk the tables being turned We call them fools Who have to dance within the flames Who chance the sorrow and...