Forged in Fire

Hushed tones, open windows and locked doors

Your bed could up float to the heavens from midnight to four

Whoa, whoa

In the light of day I plucked a golden thread from the sky, and I tied it around your thigh

Looking at each other, feeling one another, good tidings never stuttered, in those halcyon days

But that was long ago, and we've since known

That this here love, is more than a teenage drug

We're forged in fire, this love is stronger than iron

A home in the sky full of gin and wine, dinner out somewhere nice, every other night

Snap your fingers have it, twirl around and ravish your enchanting life