Your Cherry Red Lips Oh They Burn
Clara Lane


The moon hangs low
In the velvet sky
Streetlights hum
Where the shadows lie
Your cherry red lips
Whisper my name
And I fall
Oh I fall
Into your flame
Your cherry red
Lips
Oh they burn
Oh they burn
Your cherry red lips
Make my world
Start to turn
Like a dream
Like a fire
Pulling me in

The jukebox
Plays
That old sweet tune
Neon flickers
Soft under the moon
Your eyes catch
Mine
I can't look away
My heart skips
Oh it skips
Every word
You say
Your cherry red
Lips
Oh they burn
Oh they burn
Your cherry red lips
Make my world
Start to turn
Like a dream
Like a fire
Pulling me in
Every kiss
Is a spark
Lighting the dark
Every touch is a sigh
Stars in the sky
Oh
I'm lost
I'm gone
In your cherry red
Lips
Forever in this
Your cherry red lips
Make my world
Start to turn
Like a dream
Like a fire
Pulling me in

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