once you put your hand in the flame
you can never be the same
there’s a certain satisfaction
in a little bit of pain
I can see you understand
I can tell that you’re the same
if you’re afraid, well rise above
I only hurt the ones I love
They ought to give me the Wurlitzer prize
For all the silver I led slide down the slot
Playing those songs sung blue
Help me remember you
I don't want to get over you
Each night before you go to bed my baby
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby
And tell all the stars above
This is dedicated to the one I love
(love can never be exactly like we want it to be)
The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little prayer for you
While combing my hair, now,
And wondering what dress to wear, now,
I say a little prayer for you . . .
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