Thinking of you is all that I do
My mind harbors no other desire
No match, no flint, no tinder nor lighter
Your love alone sets my soul on fire
Opposite sides of a coin in the air
You in the mountains, me at the fair
Where we will land no one can say
But spinning ever with you are words worth a pray
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 5:00 AM UTC
Thinking of you is all that I do
My mind harbors no other desire
No match, no flint, no tinder nor lighter
Your love alone sets my soul on fire
Opposite sides of a coin in the air
You in the mountains, me at the fair
Where we will land no one can say
But spinning ever with you are words worth a pray
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