No it [bad word] easy
No it [bad word] fast
Lock me up inside your garden
Take me to the riverside

Fire, burning me up
Desire, taking me so much higher
And leaving me whole

There you were
In your black dress
Moving slow, to the sadness
I Could watch you dance for hours
I could take you by my side

Fire, burning me up
Desire, taking me so much higher
And leaving me

Like fire, turning me on
Desire, taking me so much higher
And leaving me, holding whole