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After The Fire Is Gone

And there's nothing cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.
The bottle is almost empty.
The clock's just now struck ten.
Darling I had to call you
To our favorite place again.
We know it's wrong for us to meet,
But the fire's gone out at home.
And there's nothing cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.
Love is where you find it
When you find no love at home.
And there's nothing cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.
Your lips are warm and tender.
Your arms hold me just right.
Sweet words of love you remember
That the one at home forgot.
Each time we say it's the last time

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