Candle light
Our love is that if a candle
Its fire bright and hard to handle
You and me, our wonderful candle
The wax is melting my love, my dear
Although I know it's hard to hear
this flame is dying, our wonderful candle
I will save our wonderful candle
By blowing out the flame
Alas, my dear, it's hard to do
so on me place the blame
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