| True that I saw her hair like the branch of a tree
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| Willow dancing on air before covering me
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| Under cotton and calicos
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| Over canopy dapple long ago
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| True that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me
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| That the sound of the saw must be known by the tree
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| Must be felled for to fight the cold
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| I fretted fire but that was long ago
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| And it’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where I’m set alight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And I blink in sight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Your blinding light (Oooh)
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| Oh, it’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where you hold me tight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And the fire bright (Oooh, oooh)
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| Oh, let it blaze, alright (Oooh)
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| Oh, but you’re good to me
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| Oh, you’re good to me
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| Oh, but you’re good to me, baby
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| With the roar of the fire my heart rose to its feet
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| Like the ashes of ash I saw rise in the heat
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| Settle soft and as pure as snow
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| I fell in love with the fire long ago
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| With each love I cut loose I was never the same
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| Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame
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| I was fixed on your hand of gold
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| Laying waste to my loving long ago
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| But that’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where I’m set alight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And I blink in sight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Of your blinding light (Oooh)
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| And it’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where you hold me tight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And the fire bright (Oooh, oooh)
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| Oh, let it blaze, alright, honey (Oooh)
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| Oh, but you’re good to me
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| Oh, you’re good to me
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| Oh, but you’re good to me, baby
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| So in awe there I stood as you licked off the grain
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| Though I’ve handled the wood, I still worship the flame
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| Long as amber of ember glows
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| All the «would that I loved"is long ago
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| And it’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where I’m set alight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And I blink in sight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Of your blinding light (Oooh)
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| Oh, it’s not tonight (Oooh, oooh)
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| Where you hold me tight (Oooh, oooh)
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| And the fire bright (Oooh, oooh)
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| Oh, let it blaze, alright (Oooh)
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| Oh, but you’re good to me
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| Oh, you’re good to me
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| Oh, but you’re good to
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| Oh, you’re good to me
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| You’re good to me
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| Oh, but you’re good to me, baby |