Young woman, share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
Wand 'rin' man, call me friend
Oh sir, my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But if they take me by the hand,
hold me and look on me sad
Young woman, share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
Wond 'rin' man, call me Sam
At night when stars light up the sky
Oh, sir, I dream I can fly
Oh, taste these lips, sir, if you can
Wand 'ring man,
I'll call thee Sam
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh sir, my fire is burning hot
If it should stop, sir, I would die
A shooting star has crossed my land,
a wandering man,
she whispered, say.
Young woman shared
her while with me,
now warms herself
with memory.
I was a stranger in her land,
a wandering man, she called me Sam.
He was a stranger in my land,
a wandering man,
she called me Sam.
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