Sometimes my mem`ries let me hold and kiss you
But that`s just lending me the things I live without
And if it`s my fault that I can`t really hold you
Yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about
What made me think I craved another`s kisses another`s so unworthy I found out
My arms should have no right to hold another
And my ears should burn when fools are talked about
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At night in dreams I do her callin` to me she loves me she loves me there`s no doubt
But my lips have no right to ask forgiveness
And my ears should burn when fools are talked about
Yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about