I'll lay you in a bed of roses in the night And they stems will break and thorns will pierce your side. Thats when you'll know my love is real The future heads they are fading black and white. But in you I see those colors shining bright And the hope of future youth Why dont you live with and be my love? I saw you friday at the market dressed in white You were looking for fresh produce you could buy. And all was beautiful I'd like to see you on an airplane we'd be flying miles and miles up in the sky, Looking at the world below. Why dont you live with me and be my love? There's no fighting I dont think im ever gonna get enough Of your fire Why dont you come live with me and be my love? Theres no fighting I dont think im ever gonna get enough Of your fire, of your fire in my life. In my life.