And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles awayI've always equated this song with a romantic broken heart (even taking it so far as playing it on my guitar and singing it for a soon-to-be ex-girlfriend in college). That is what it is; however, being so far from family and so many other loved ones, it takes on a deeper meaning as we are torn between being thankful for that dysfunctional distance and worn down by the passage of the lives of so many loved ones without us.
Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe?
From Alaska to The Cape, I present this as the start of this weekend's earworms:
I have spent nights with matches and knives,Courtesy of A-Z Lyrics
Leaning over ledges, only two flights up.
Cutting my heart, burning my soul.
Nothing left to hold,
Nothing left but, blood and fire.
You have spent nights, thinking of me,
Missing my arms, but you needed to leave.
Leaving my cuts, leaving my burns,
Hoping I'd learn.
Blood and fire
Are too much for these restless arms to hold.
And my nights of desire are calling me,
Back to your fold.
And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away
Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe?
I am looking for someone, who can take as much as I give,
Give back as much as I need,
And still have the will to live.
I am intense, I am in need,
I am in pain, I am in love.
I feel forsaken, like the things I gave away.
Blood and fire
Are too much for these restless arms to hold.
And my nights of desire are calling me,
Back to your fold.
And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away
Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe?
I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love.
I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love.
I am intense, I am in need, I am in pain, I am in love.
Blood and fire
Are too much for these restless arms to hold.
And my nights of desire are calling me,
Back to your fold.
And I am calling you, calling you from 10,000 miles away
Won't you wet my fire with your love, babe?
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