Burning House of Love

drive by my house late at night you can see it from from

the freeway. no silhouette, but a light left on, burning

there for love. smoke is rising from the fire, coming out

my back door. i'm inside sound asleep, i see it on the

floor. burning there for love. well, i can still remember

a couple of years ago. when the smoke and flame from my

name, there was a burning house of love. that rusty nail

outside our door, is where i nailed our tears at rain. i

threw that horseshoe in the weeds, and see what love

could bring. now you're inside your big diamond lies, on

either side of town. i think i might take a ride, and

burn your love house down like a burning house of love