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The moon's asking to stay long enough for the clouds to fly me away It's my time coming, and I'm not afraid, afraid to die. . . My fading voice sings of love, but she cries to the clicking of time, Oh, time. . . Wait in the fire. . . And she weeps on my arm walking to the bright lights and sorrow Oh drink a bit of wine, we both might go tomorrow Oh my love. . . And the rain is falling and I believe my time has come It reminds me of the pain I might leave behind. . . Wait in the fire. . . And I feel them drown my name so easy to love and forget with this kiss I'm not afraid to go, but it goes so slow. . . Wait in the fire. . . Return to Jeff Buckley lyrics |