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• Artiste: Petra Jean Phillipson
• Titre: Wildfire
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One, two, three, four He believes in his fingertips That's where he keeps his love And even though mind says he's no good for you Caution just run of luck Need hasn't been but an hour Since you fall as he let you touch It's too late to guide your heart Against his gentle crouch You see there is way too much to learn I say wild fire gets you burned You see they say we live and learn I say wild fire gets you burned Only birds could sing a love song To tell of his milk soft skin The beauty of his eyes when closed His lungs when he breaths in The vastness of the lonely heart Not worthy to let in Eyes don't see the one that watches them While they're asleep Limbs don't feel the hands that Hold them close His visions blurred by dreams of oblivion Visions blurred by dreams of oblivion You see there is far too much to learn I say wild fire gets you burned You see there's much to learn I say wild fire gets you burned You see there's much to learn I say wild fire gets you burned