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