A hand on your shoulder, you waltz to the number
that the band played on in the dark
any fool could see it though youre slow to believe it
struck off your cold heart, hard love lit a spark
You burn with a fever
the heat makes you weaker,
you weep though youre poor to resist
and why would you want to
a good man wants to love you
holding your cold heart out loose in his fist
why?
Drift out over the warm summer water
on wings that love lent at last
Weightless it seems,
youre asleep in the arms of a dream,
a sweet dream
The radios on low, the whitewalls turn slow
you go riding around in the dark
nary a care if the world werent there
and if everything else fell apart
if everything else fell apart
struck off your cold heart, hard love lit a spark
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