letra de waxen figures - edward doyle
candles fl!cker, ain’t that fun
watch the captive fire burning, dancing in a jar
it reminds me of how you are
just a waxen figure filled with fire
dancing, and jumping till the fireman spoiled the fun
he said, “don’t play with fire my son”
it sure caught my eye, the fire that she had
glowing and dancing, till it burned me up and scarred me bad
a flame casts a shadow, my son
daffodils blooming, watch them grow
watch them push up through the snow
when they’re picked, where do they go?
well, could you tell me? i do not know
they’re growing, reaching towards the sky
looking so pretty, till they were picked by another guy
don’t miss the flowers, my son
i gathered up the petals, to the flowers, i lost my mind
the candle’s burned out now, and the flowers i would not find
if i hadn’t played with fire
oh, if i hadn’t played with fire
i could’ve had the flower, my son
the barn now, it’s empty
the house, it burned own
the flowers all died when the drought came to town
a graveyard, a ghost town, there’s nothing around
can’t hear the birds singing, they must’ve skipped town
the flame’s no longer burning, but the smoke still fils my eyes
if i hadn’t played with fire
oh, if i hadn’t played with fire
i would’ve picked the flower, my son
it wasn’t the flowers
she wasn’t a flower
she was a lover my son
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- letra de instagram comments - tazzinashell
- letra de it is real true - джизус (dzhizus)
- letra de no meu talento (ao vivo) - anitta
- letra de country hike - orang-utan (band)
- letra de уходим в ад ( uhodim v ad) - wolffox
- letra de heaven can wait - mychal czar
- letra de 65 days - jugijoey
- letra de look | شوف - vortex aka دوامة
- letra de chicken out - oliver wilde
- letra de cattive amicizie - tamburo