God is my witness I can feel you. There! right before my very eyes, a vision to me. Don't put out this fire. It's burning for. Burning for me, burning for you.
I wake up weeping from my sleeping den. Oh, I wanna fall asleep again. But the memory of her burning skin. Uummhh, keeps me yearning. You know I. . Related.
This magic winter night I see a light.. Again I hear that tune, some sort of croon.. Oh no, no, no, oh, my brain.. . I see them gypsy wagons left in the snow..
The sun's shinning. And the skies are gray. But I still know it's shinning. Out there anyway. . And I'm lightning. Crashing through the sky. I got my feet on the ground.
Looking around the house. Hidden behind the window and the door. Searching for signs for life. But there's nobody home. . Well, maybe I'm just too sure.