Fire and flames.
Fire consuming.
There's no one getting out,
When she's leaving.
Holy eyes.
Heart shaped fireflies.
All she gets her man,
is her raving.
Fire she sees.
Fire burning me.
She only finds herself,
when she's hiding.
Oil and glass.
Oil in her hands.
She's fighting for her man,
when she's lonely.
Now together,
This is our way.
We'd better move on.
So cold and reminding,
for strength and truth,
we all belong.
Flying high in the distance,
Is our love, it's so true.
Something odd that reminds me,
our love is true in the end.
Our love goes on and on.
Our love goes on and on.
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