By the Fire
by Paul
In this old cracking chair
by this fire
I sit and stair
I feel the heat
and from the light
i remember an awesome sight
Of when I saw you there
I went into a stair
and couldn't remember anything
but of your eyes that looked so fair.
like the fire I sit at a distance
and upon the stars
I wish, i had persistance
Yes, Im thinking of you
and wish it was true
that you and I, forever
could sit by this fire together