| Sometimes when I’m thinkin' that love’s not around
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| My heart begins sinkin', I don’t hear a sound
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| And the world is in blackness, no light shines on me
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| I suffer no blindness, no one can I see
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| Then a flash from the heavens like a loud jagged wire
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| And the silence is broken, and the night is on fire
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| It’s like chain lightning, this love that I feel
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| Who know’s where it strikes or ]when it will hit
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| How long it will last, or when it will quit
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| In the forest I’m burning, struck down by the blast
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| The fever is churning, and the heat rises fast
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| And those standing nearest can show their concern
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| But I swear if they touch me that they too will burn
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| They fear for their lives for death will soon dwell
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| In the warmth of your love is the fire of hell
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| It’s like chain lightning, this love that I feel
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| Who knows where it strikes or when it will hit
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| How long it will last, or when it will quit
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| And soon the sparks scatter and wind whips the flame
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| And love will soon shatter what it cannot tame
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| And the cycle continues, from life into dust
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| For I am now in you with the fire of lust
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| And I hear the explosion, of thunder and rain
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| The water is falling, the ashes remain
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| It’s like chain lightning, this love that I feel
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| Who knows where it strikes or ]when it will hit
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| How long it will last, or when it will quit
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| The Indians tell us that the phoenix can rise
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| From the smoldering ashes that once were my eyes
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| And watch beautiful colours from black and from grey
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| Be formed into wings and take me away
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| Where evil is darkness and goodness is light
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| And love is the lightning that cuts through the night
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| And strikes only once in a dark place in time
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| And forms a gold stairway that all of us climb |