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WHEN THE FIRE'S GROWING COLD by Keith Fellows


You left me a present with a note
'For all the pleasant times we had.'
Way beyond the meaning lies a feeling
That can't be all bad
I can picture you now nursing my control
After all the heart breaks or so I was told
For someone who looks so young you sure behave so old
Why don't you take the morning off the fire's growing cold?

Now somewhere in the distance there's a girl
With no resistance I have found
She sleeps behind her promise and I believe she's honest
And renowned
She only works for pleasure she can't be bought and sold
She's sitting on a treasure that's waiting to unfold
She'd stay with you forever but she's scared of growing old
She says that I could see her when the fire's growing cold.

I'd like to meet her Daddy but
I don't think he'd be happy knowing me
Feelings would grow cold when I said I picked up dole
Every week
And Susie would go quiet thinking of the hold
That she has on this poor boy whose story's never told
She said that I might make it if I played Rock and Roll
I'll always think about the when the fire's growing cold.