waters of match - Art Garfunkel

Julianne Hough - Hide Your Matches
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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I could catch just like a candle
Melt myself down to an end
And have no way of ever coming back 'round here again
Or I could glow just like an ember rising out of an autumn fire
Drifting toward the heavens, floating higher and higher
You better hide your matches, boy
'Cause I could spark like thin white paper wrapped tight 'round some cigarette
And leave nothing but the smell of smoke and the bitter taste of regret
Or I could get hot like them coles that turn the water into steam
And fall down around you like some misty morning
Oh, 'cause I'm 'bout to lose all I am
Right here in your arms
And it ain't gonna take much,
and it ain't gonna take long
So you best turn your eyes
If you're not ready t
编辑于2010/05/27更新