Well, my arms, they should do it. I've been carrying this torch so long.She held the world in all its pain, and so I filled my head.I've been living in the space through what you've said.Which meant you gave me eyes I couldn't disappear.You let me shake with your fever, fever.Sweet, sweet and happy days, your fever, fever.No, the day in California.I've been carrying this torch so long.I don't care if I get burned.You gave me hell with a pulse on a rate.Put my conscience in a spin.And every time you crack a smile, I'm born and shaken to your fever, fever.And there's a part of the song to give you your fever, fever.And that's all your name, is your name.When you take Odin out of your suit, you know that it's a lot harder than looking.How will they tell the world how you're doing?So please, please hold the pulse.I've been carrying this torch so long.And there's a part of the song to give you your fever, fever.Put my conscience in a spin.I've been carrying this torch so long.And there's a part of the song to give you your fever, fever.guitar soloYet another life could have beenMade of meStaring Mary down the streetFever, feverSwaying sweet and happy daysYour fever, the feverNo love in CaliforniaFever, feverThis part belongs to youYour feverFever, feverFeverThat's only nameIt's your nameIt's your name