Flame to Fire by Blossom Dearie Lyrics
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
Time is turning, flame to fire
Clouding up my view
Every hopeful thought inspires pain ‘till it twists
Crying out, “where are you?”
Wish that only you could know me
Crawl into my mind
But we're not meant to be together
Why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
But I have dreams where i find the you i missed so much in me
We’re together
And I remember those golden moments, sun-filled moments
I remember
But then my dreams are over, over much too soon
And I am left with what I always, always knew
To laugh my way through one more day
Until I'm crying, why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
Time is turning, flame to fire
Clouding up my view
Every hopeful thought inspires pain ‘till it twists
Crying out, “where are you?”
Wish that only you could know me
Crawl into my mind
But we're not meant to be together
Why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
Time is turning, flame to fire
Clouding up my view
Every hopeful thought inspires pain ‘till it twists
Crying out, “where are you?”
Wish that only you could know me
Crawl into my mind
But we're not meant to be together
Why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
But I have dreams where i find the you i missed so much in me
We’re together
And I remember those golden moments, sun-filled moments
I remember
But then my dreams are over, over much too soon
And I am left with what I always, always knew
To laugh my way through one more day
Until I'm crying, why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees
Time is turning, flame to fire
Clouding up my view
Every hopeful thought inspires pain ‘till it twists
Crying out, “where are you?”
Wish that only you could know me
Crawl into my mind
But we're not meant to be together
Why?
Sorrow burning my desire
You are calling me
And the gentle, quiet yearning
Stings like a cold winter wind tearing through the trees