baby there ain't a thing i wouldn't do if i could take your pain
and burn for you see i'd swallow your flames whole and make
them my own if it meant you'd never have to feel alone;
and if there's a thing left in this town well, you and i, we'd
burn it down and they'd feel us comin' before they saw us blazin'
brighter than that full moon's light;
so tonight, you and i, we're gonna hurt, all's left for us to do is
burn, and i ain't fraid of gunnin' this turn cos it's you and it's me
and lady - the hills are alight and i knew we'd be alright, cos
coming up's only half the fight, and we tear down the hillside and
i got my baby on the left side and we don't mind about the long
night cos she and i,
well,
it ain't
over
yet.
and they'll see it all when the ash comes to settle, resting awhile on
a marigold petal - their eyes a lil wetter and their words a lil lesser,
but i know inside they'd be half the better for bearin' witness to you.
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