TONGUES OF FLAME
YOU ARE THE STARLITE OF MY LIFE
ARE YOU REAL OR MAKE BELIEVE
WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER YOU ARE SO REAL
THEN YOU GO AWAY, AND IT'S ONLY MAKE BELIEVE
YOU ASK ME TO TRUST, I DO
BUT MY LOVE YOU NEVER SHOW ME WHAT IS IN YOUR HEART
A WORD EVERY DAY IS NOT TO MUCH TO ASK
DON'T BE ANGRY AND CALL ME NAGGING
MY SWEET, I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU
TONGUES OF FLAMES ROCKS MY SOUL
THEN WHEN THE FIRE IS GONE
WHAT IS LET, ONLY ASHES,
FROM A LOVE THAT BURNT TOO HOT.
AND A SOUL WITH OUT A BURNING EMBER
IS NOT A SOUL ON FIRE
ARE YOU REAL, OR ARE A DEAD SOUL.
Karen J Lowe
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