(Eric Clapton and Marcy Levy)
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Every morning when I wake, a feeling soon begins to overtake me.
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Ringing in my ears resounds through my brain; it finally surrounds me.
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There is fire, there is life, there is passion, fever and fury.
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There is love and there is hate, there is longing, anger and worry.
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Oh, I have a flame; feel it touch my heart.
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And down at my core is the hottest part.
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I can burn without fuel.
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If it should become too cold, I know I can endure the frostbite.
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Oh, a blanket then I'll wrap around me; I keep myself so close to my side.
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No one then can cause me harm, just as the river runs into the sea.
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'Cause every day, your fire alarm is deafening the silence all around me.
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Oh, I have a flame; feel it touch my heart.
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And down at my core is the hottest part.
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I can burn without fuel.
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It is burning.
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It is burning.
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You can trust me; we can laugh. Together we can share our sorrow.
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I will give you secrets too, an attitude that you may borrow.
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Gypsy woman said to me, "One thing you must bear in your mind:
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You are young and you are free, but damned if you're deceased in your own lifetime."
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Oh, you have a flame; feel it in your heart.
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And down at the core is the hottest part.
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We can burn without fuel.
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It is burning.
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It is burning.
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The Core
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| Eric Clapton |
