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THE RED STROKES

Moonlight on canvas, midnight and wine

Two shadows starting to softly combine

The picture they're painting

Is one of the heart

And to those who have seen it

It's a true work of art

Oh, the red strokes

Passions uncaged

Thundering moments of tenderness rage

Oh, the red strokes

Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn)

Burning the night like the dawn

Steam on the window, salt in a kiss

Two hearts have never pounded like this

Inspired by a vision

That they can't command

Erasing the borders

With each brush of a hand

Oh, the red strokes

Passions uncaged

Thundering moments of tenderness rage

Oh, the red strokes

Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn)

Burning the night like the dawn

Oh, the blues will be blue and the jealousies green

But when love picks its shade it demands to be seen

Oh, the red strokes

Passions uncaged

Thundering moments of tenderness rage

Oh, the red strokes

Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn)

Burning the night like the dawn

Oh, the red strokes

Passions uncaged

Thundering moments of tenderness rage

Oh, the red strokes

Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn)

Burning the night like the dawn

Steam on the window, salt in a kiss

Two hearts have never pounded like this