Fig 1
Them purple shadows fall across
And they soften everything they touch
And they give me-e a place to hide
And the moonlight all around
Surely going to wash these troubles down
And cool the awful burning-ness of love
Talkin bout the burning-ness
Yeah the burning-ness, oh the burning-ness
Yeah the burning-ness
We will cool down the awful burning-ness of love
Then it's just the same for the rest of the song apart from the very last part where he
We will cool down the awful burning-ness of love ooooh ooooh
We will cool down the awful burning-ness of love
I hear your echo on the run