Lyrics

Picking up pieces of yesterdays fire Word's that written But words they were only desire Only desire Pictures you've painted Of yesterday's dreams Emotions alive, but no one Will see their desire Only desire Lady, I don't want to fight I know it's middle of the night So come now and sit by the fire Maybe it's only desire Maybe it's only desire Picking up pieces I threw on the fire Words became letters But letters were only desire Only desire Lady, I don't want to fight I know it's middle of the night So come now and sit by the fire Maybe it's only desire Maybe it's only desire And I will make everything right So come now and sit by the fire Maybe it's only desire Maybe it's only desire
Writer(s): Joseph Washbourn, Julian Deane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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