staring at an open fire watching flames as they leap higher I recall an old romance I can almost smell the perfume that she wore at our first dance Staring at the burning embers strange the things that one remembers ????????????? ???????????? I can almost feel her cheek on mine I can almost hear what she's saying as I dance with my old valentine I would swear I can hear the music playing sitting on a cozy pillow poking ashes with a willow stirs a spark of old desire funny how the memories come rushing back before an open fire
staring at an open fire watching flames as they leap higher I recall an old romance I can almost smell the perfume that she wore at our first dance Staring at the burning embers strange the things that one remembers ????????????? ???????????? I can almost feel her cheek on mine I can almost hear what she's saying as I dance with my old valentine I would swear I can hear the music playing sitting on a cozy pillow poking ashes with a willow stirs a spark of old desire funny how the memories come rushing back before an open fire
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