Picking up pieces of yesterdays fire
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Word's that written
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But words they were only desire
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Only desire
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Pictures you've painted
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Of yesterday's dreams
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Emotions alive, but no one
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Will see their desire
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Only desire
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Lady, I don't want to fight
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I know that middle of the night
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So come now and sit by the fire
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Maybe it's only desire
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Maybe it's only desire
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Picking up pieces I threw into the fire
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Words became letters
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But letters were only desire
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Only desire
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Lady, I don't want to fight
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I know that middle of the night
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So come now and sit by the fire
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Maybe it's only desire
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Maybe it's only desire
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And I will make everything right
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So come now and sit by the fire
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It's only desire
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Maybe it's only desire
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Only Desire
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