John Farnham - Hearts on Fire Lyrics
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Hearts on Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For Hearts on Fire By John Farnham?
Last rites first blood
Maybe a dream but then it's clear enough Can't hide can't sleep Is it the vision or the body heat? True love's when your heart's on fire If I'm the paper you're the sparkin' wire True love's when your heart's on fire One step too deep I made a promise now it's hard to keep One word one kiss Come any closer and you burn like this True love's when your heart's on fire If I'm the paper you're the sparkin' wire True love's when your heart's on fire True love's when your heart's on fire If I'm the paper you're the sparkin' wire True love's when your heart's on fire You're talking trouble when you move this fast You're never certain that the light will last You've got to wonder when the place will blow Leaving nothing but a bed of coals I made a promise not to fall this time And not to watch another love go blind Not to let another flame burn low Now I'm praying that you won't let go Well all right it's hot stuff It's hard to focus but it's clear enough The weak run, the lost hide The strong forever hold the flame inside True love's when your heart's on fire If I'm the paper you're the sparkin' wire True love's when your heart's on fire True love's when your heart's on fire If I'm the paper you're the sparkin' wire True love's when your heart's on fire |
Who Wrote Hearts on Fire By John Farnham?
Stanley Lynch, Thomas E. Kimmel
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What's The Duration Of The Hearts on Fire By John Farnham?The duration of Hearts on Fire is 4:16 minutes and seconds. |
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