Burning House Of Love

drive by my house late at night

you can see from the freeway above

no silhouette, but a light left on

burning there for lovesmoke is rising from the fire

coming out my back door

i'm inside, sound asleep

cigarette on the floor

burning there for lovewell i can still remember

a couple of years ago

when the smoke and flame called my name

it was a burning house of lovethat rusty nail over our front door

is where i hung our tears in the rain

i threw that horseshoe into the weeds

to see what luck can bringcause you're in your bed, i'm in mine

on either side of town

i think i might take a ride

and burn your love house down

like a burning house of love