Текст Hal Ketchum – Don’t Strike A Match (To The Book Of Love)

There are dreams that come to me in the night
And some are precious and fine
Lately all of my dreams of you are the hurtin’ kind
Lyin’ beside you, I miss the heat and I feel so alone

When it’s late at night and I close my eyes
I know what I’ll be dreamin’ of
See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly
As you strike a match to the book of love
Honey, don’t strike a match to the book of love

Imagination will run so wild, I can’t believe that it’s true
And I don’t want to imagine me without you

When it’s late at night and I close my eyes
I know what I’ll be dreamin’ of
See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly
As you strike a match to the book of love

When it’s late at night and I close my eyes
I know what I’ll be dreamin’ of
See the flames go high, watch the ashes fly
As you strike a match to the book of love

Honey, don’t strike a match to the book of love
No honey, don’t strike a match to the book of love