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You're Burning Me

Music: Brendan Hill

Lyrics: John Popper

 

 

I'm looking for some kind of sign

My dream is made of gold

I tread upon with muddy feet

My fever leaves me cold

I'm stretched across a thousand miles

And there's nothing I can do

Useless machines without your word

And the ropes are burning through

 

Fire is flame

You're burning me

Passion is pain

You're burning me

 

The flickering illuminates

But I only see your face

Paradise to he who waits

But it doesn't know it's place

I stand beyond the bain of time

I'm strong against the sand

Trapped inside the hourglass

Turning over in your hands

 

Fire is flame

You're burning me

Passion is pain

You're burning me

 

I'm at your mercy, at your feet

It isn't good enough

Though I am burned, I don't retain the heat

Without the sunshine of your love

You maketh me of fire and flame

No engine is en route

There's no evil in the joy you bring

But there's torture all about

 

Fire is flame

You're burning me

Passion is pain

You're burning me

 

 

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