Dawn
Baby boy, can't he see
My 'if only' desires
For his love reserved for her to be offered to me.
Of course though, who would want to touch my home baked fire-
That burns and consumes inside ya
Turning to dust my most beloved vampire.
But I promise I won't burn you,
I swear,
As the words pass my crooked lips,
I can see his skin begin to ware,
He's trying,
The fire is to hot for him to bare.
I'm not like her,
She's icy cold,
I'm full of heat and desire.
You still wouldn't want such an uneasy thing like me, would you?
Yet you're still trying to catch me,
Baby boy, must never forget,
Playing with fire,
Burnt is what you get.
Spike
Shielding my desires
By playing in the rain
Letting my feelings
Melt away
She thinks I love her sister,
Such a frozen thing, nasty, bitter.
Dawn's going crazy,
to not notice the hex she has put on me.
The way she walks,
Her brunette locks
Move to the silent beat
The way she talks
With her sweet innocent voice
I want so badly
To feel the fire
That beams inside her
Don't car if I get burnt,
she's worth it.
He stares into her emerald eyes, he speaks to her with no words, as meaningful as it may seem, she just thinks of it as another way to get to her. Forcing his chair back, he departs from the discussion among the Scoobies, and heads back to his crypt through the storage room downstairs. Dawn silently sneaks away and follows him, it was now or ever, she had to make him step out of the rain someday and it just turned out to be today. Rushing down the stairs Spike was waiting for her, pulling the adolescent into an emotional kiss, he has finally felt the fire, and he likes it....
"I love you Nibblet."
Being dragged into the fire,
feeling the sincerity of it's burn
An adrenaline boost that can't get no higher,
Baby boy can't forget,
If you play with fire,
You're going to get burnt.