Oh, darling, how strong is. Love supposed to be. Surrounded by fire and magic. We long to be free. . Cheating, heating up. Down on the streets of shame.
Go swiftly. The flags and drums can hypnotise. When glory has faded the dream. Is worth more than the prize. A twisting turning flame. And a freedom burning bright.
Go swiftly. The flags and drums can hypnotise. When glory has faded the dream. Is worth more than the prize. A twisting turning flame. And a freedom burning bright.