True that I saw her hair like the branch of a tree

A willow dancing on air before covering me

Under cotton and calicoes

Over canopy dapple long ago

True that love in withdrawal was the weeping of me

That the sound of the saw must be known by the tree

Must be felled for to fight the cold

I fretted fire but that was long ago

And it's not tonight (oh, oh)

Where I'm set alight (oh, oh)

And I blink in sight (oh)

Of your blinding light (oh)

Oh, it's not tonight (oh, oh)

Where you hold me tight (oh, oh)

Light the fire bright (oh)

Oh, let it blaze, alright (oh)

Oh, but you're good to me (oh, oh)

Oh, you're good to me (oh, oh)

Oh, but you're good to me, baby (ooh)

With the roar of the fire, my heart rose to its feet

Like the ashes of ash I saw rise in the heat

Settle soft and as pure as snow

I fell in love with the fire long ago

With each love I cut loose, I was never the same

Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame

I was fixed on your hand of gold

Laying waste to my lovin' long ago

But that's not tonight (oh, oh)

Where I'm set alight (oh, oh)

And I blink in sight (oh)

Of your blinding light (oh)

Oh, and it's not tonight (oh, oh)

Where you hold me tight (oh, oh)

Light the fire bright (oh)

Oh, let it blaze, alright, honey (oh)

Oh, but you're good to me (oh, oh)

Oh, you're good to me (oh, oh)

Oh, but you're good to me, baby

So in awe, there I stood as you licked off the grain

Though I've handled the wood, I still worship the flame

Long as amber of ember glows

All the "would that I'd loved" is long ago