Love's Torch and Flame

LOVE CAN BE A HURTIN' THING Love can be a hurtin' thing, / make you cry or make you sing. / Drive you crazy / till you don't know where / you're goin' to. / Make you see red / or sing the blues. / Love can be a hurtin' thing. / Make you holler, / rant and rave. / Make you go crazy, / knowin' you are gonna / love that man / until you're in your grave. / Love, love can be a hurtin' thing. / You lie down at night. / It hurts so bad! / Wake up in the mornin', / feels so sad. / Seems like heaven, / maybe hell; just a doggone thing. / Love, love can be a hurtin' thing. / Makes your head spin round and round. / Bring you up, drag you down. / Love, love can be a hurtin' thing. Oh yeah! / Take you to hell or heaven / or somewhere in between. / Love, love can be a hurtin' thing. x2 Copyr 1987 Cynthia Helen Summers

LEAVE MY HEART IN FRAGMENTS CHORUS: # Leave my heart in fragments. / Leave and walk away. / Leave me, as in silence / I cry for you to stay. / # Leave my heart in pieces, / scattered on the ground. / Leave my soul to scream and scream. / I'm the one who is love's clown. / Leave my heart in fragments. / I was too proud to say / that I was the one who loved you / so you sadly walked away. / Leave my heart in fragments. / You've got the love that I lack. / Please return to mend my heart. / I'll always love you. / Please come back. / #REPEAT CHORUS# I cry for you to stay. / Leave my heart in fragments..... Copyr 1987 Cynthia Helen Summers

TRY TO BE GENTLE All I want is a daddy to love me, / a sweet lovin' man. / I don't want no one to whip or chain me. / I hope you can understand. / So try to be gentle / with this lady. / I can give you good lovin' / and I don't mean maybe. / Just 'cause I'm dressed in Goodwill's finest / and can't afford to shop / at the big stores downtown / doesn't mean that I'm poor white trash / or that my love is worthless / and should be trampled underground. / Try to be gentle. x2 / Love me gentle. / That's my need. / I seek soft caresses, not S & M passes. / My body needs to be cherished, / not be battered until it does bleed. / Treat this lady gentle / and I'll treat you to what I've got. / My love is a furnace of crazy desire. / My passion is raging, red-hot! / But daddy, / you've got to be gentle. / Try to please me --- / because I bruise easy. Copyr 1987 Cynthia Helen Summers

VAMPIRE LOVER Vampire lover, you have fed / on my heart and soul. / Vampire lover. You destroy my dreams / and on my heart / you have a fatal hold. / CHORUS ONE: # You have eaten! / You have fed! / My heart of love's fire / has been bled. / Vampire lover, you have fed / # . Your naked white flesh: a sword, in my bed. / Vampire lover, a psychic drain. / In the blackest night / I cry and scream your name. / Vampire lover. / You must laugh with glee. / For now in chains / the woman who was once free. / #REPEAT CHORUS ONE# CHORUS TWO:% on the memories of the love / that is now dead./ % %REPEAT CHORUS TWO% Copyr 1987 Cynthia Helen Summers

EMBRACE THE STORM CHORUS: # Embrace the storm. / Run with the wind. / Scream out love's wild fire / and pretend. / # Run along the sand. / Run until the sea / has eaten the shore. / Run to embrace the storm / within the obsidion night / before the cruel morn. / Run with the wind. / Let the sky be your friend. / Escape your empty bed, / the memory of love now dead. / Dance upon the diamond sand. / Crucify the heart of fire / that only lives to love him / with terrible desire. / Embrace the storm. Scream out the pain. / Run with the wind / and let it make love / to your torch and flame. / #REPEAT CHORUS# Copyr 1990 Cynthia Helen Summers

MELANCHOLY BLUE I find myself cryin' all of the time. / You don't even know me but I wish you were mine. / CHORUS: # I don't know what to do. / Baby, you've got me so melancholy blue. / # I've always been so bold / but you make me feel so shy. / I'm so afraid you won't love me./ Alone, at night, I cry ./ #REPEAT CHORUS# I'm going crazy inside! / These feelings I get, they won't be denied. / I feel like I'm sinking and slipping away. / I get tongue-tied when I see you / and I just don't know what to say. / Baby, what am I gonna do? / You've got me, baby, you've got me / so melancholy blue. / Yes, baby. What am I gonna do? / I think that I'm falling in love with you. / And it makes me so melancholy blue. / Yes, it makes me so melancholy blue. Copyr 1990 Cynthia Helen Summers