REFLECTIONS (FIRE NEVER BURNS)

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    REFLECTIONS (FIRE NEVER BURNS)

    EV'RY NIGHT SPENT ALONE
    WAITING FOR A CALL ON THE TELEPHONE
    JUST WANTING TO BE THERE
    I CAN SEE ALL MY FRIENDS BUT IT'S JUST A GLARE
    REFLECTION OF THE LIGHT
    IN MY LONELY NIGHT

    AND THE HOURS GO BY
    AS I START TO REST I BEGIN TO CRY
    WONDERING WHY I'M HERE
    IT MAY SEEM STRANGE TO YOU--I'M STILL NOT CLEAR
    REFLECTION OF THE LIGHT
    IN MY LONELY NIGHT

    ONE BY ONE THEY DRIFT AWAY
    NO MATTER HOW BAD YOU WANT'EM TO STAY
    BUT NEVER DO YOU LEARN
    THAT FIRE ALWYAS BURNS
    AND YOU'RE HURT AGAIN

    WHENEVER THEY SEE YOU
    ALWAYS RUSHED OUT THE DOOR THEY PUSH YOU THRU
    I'M NOW STARTING TO SEE
    THAT FRIENDS ARE NEVER WHAT THEY SEEM TO BE
    THE REFLECTION OF THE LIGHT
    IN MY LONELY NIGHT

    ONE BY ONE THEY DRIFT AWAY
    NO MATTER HOW BAD YOU WANT'EM TO STAY
    BUT NEVER DO YOU LEARN
    THAT FIRE ALWAYS BURNS
    AND YOU'RE HURT AGAIN

    EV'RY NIGHT SPENT ALONE
    WAITING FOR A CALL ON THE TELEPHONE
    JUST WANTING TO BE THERE
    I CAN SEE ALL MY FRIENDS BUT IT'S JUST A GLARE
    IS IT THE REFLECTION OF THE LIGHT
    IN MY DARK AND LONELY NIGHT?

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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