Your eyes are a fire.
They make me want to fly higher.
But baby when you grin.
I swear it's pure sin.
When it washes over me.
It makes me so free.
You light up my days,
and make the sadness go away.
For you I like to be there.
Sitting with you in your chair.
Holding you close as I can,
Making you a happy man.
A smile you will always wear.
because everyday I tell you
how much i care.
Fire Angel
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