Текст песни Don't Strike a Match (To the Book of Love) - Hal Ketchum

Ther are dreams that come to me in the night some are precious and fine
Lately all of my dreams of you are the hurting kind
Lying beside you I miss the heat and I feel so alone
I′m afraid if I fall asleep you'll be gone

When it′s late at night and I close my eyes
I know what I'll be dreamin' of
See the flames go high watch the ashes fly
As you strike a match to the book of love
Honey don′t strike a match to the book of love

Imagination will run so wild I can′t believe that it's true
I don′t want to imagine me without you

When it's late at night and I close my eyes
I know what I′ll be dreamin' of
See the flames go high watch the ashes fly
As you strike a match to the book of love

When it′s late at night and I close my eyes...

Honey don't strike a match to the book of love
No honey don't strike a match to the book of love