Hal Ketchum - Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) Lyrics

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Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love)

Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) By Hal Ketchum?
There are dreams that come to me in the night
And some are precious and fine Lately all of my dreams of you are the hurtin' kind Lyin' beside you, I miss the heat and I feel so alone I'm afraid if I fall asleep you'll be gone When it's late at night and I close my eyes I know what I'll be dreamin' of See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly As you strike a match to the book of love Honey, don't strike a match to the book of love Imagination will run so wild, I can't believe that it's true And I don't want to imagine me without you When it's late at night and I close my eyes I know what I'll be dreamin' of See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly As you strike a match to the book of love When it's late at night and I close my eyes I know what I'll be dreamin' of See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly As you strike a match to the book of love Honey, don't strike a match to the book of love No honey, don't strike a match to the book of love |
Who Wrote Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) By Hal Ketchum?
Hal Ketchum, Patrick Alger
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What's The Duration Of The Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) By Hal Ketchum?The duration of Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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