| Blue eyes of fire, sweet desire is bitter torture
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| You are no fathers daughter
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| No man has this much to offer
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| Skin dark as sin, soft and when
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| We took cover from the rain and the thunder
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| Under stained glass we did slumber
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| Till the sun came out to blind us
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| Till we could not see anything
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| So we knew at once
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| We were meant to be
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| And we heard the Gods all rise and say
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| The love we made is no lie
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| And the 30 years of hopes and fears
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| Breathing down my neck
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| Such a sad sad thing I set you free
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| 'Cuz I can’t get you back
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| You are fire, you are water
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| When you dance, it is torture
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| Maybe some night, by the gray light
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| Of the dull moon, we can meet
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| Tangled, entwined, we have climbed
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| We have wrangled, shiny sequence
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| Sparked and spangled
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| Our hearts are cuffed and mangled
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| We spent the night
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| By the side of the water
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| Passed the breakers and the markers
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| We swam out into the darkness
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| Till we could not feel the bottom
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| Till we could not feel anything
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| And the shoreline slowly drifted out fo reach
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| As the moon shone down and the ocean heaved
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| And darkness gave to light
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| And with 30 years of hopes and fears
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| Breathing down my neck
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| Such a sad sad thing I set you free
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| 'Cuz I can’t get you back
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| You are fire, you are water
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| When you dance, it is torture
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| Maybe some day on the bottom
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| Of the ocean we can meet
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| Though we know if we do, we can never leave
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| 'Cuz the moment that we turn away
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| The Gods will say
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| The love we made was a lie |