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With a poor boy's heart and a gypsy's soul
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I come knocking on the door of your beauty
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And in the fire of love which nobody can control
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You are a million flaming mirrors that confuse me
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I appear as a stranger which leaves you in danger
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Of showing me a little too much
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So you hide in the turning of love's constant burning
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'til the fire is too hot for me to touch
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Just too hot to touch
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While the flames die down and the sparks go away
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And we stare at each others ________ (?)
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Well the slaves of the pain and the glory of the day
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And the free flight that constantly crashes
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Well how much do we give in order to live
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Just as free as the love that will find us?
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Well the light is so bright it fills up the night
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But if we look for too long it will blind us
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That light's going to blind us
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Conquer me conquer you
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That's all that we do, that's - that's all that we do
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Conquer me and conquer you yeah-ay
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So I do my dance out on the edge of the world
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And I wait for a woman to save me
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With my life in a trance and my eye on a girl
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While I live between that which enslaves me
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Sometimes she'll curse me sometimes she'll nurse me
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Back to a health that her love requires
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Well I come up the winner or I come up the sinner
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But only to burn in the fire
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Only burning in the fire
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Conquer me conquer you
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That's all we do, that's all that we do...
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Conquer Me Conquer You
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| John Hiatt |
