Let It Go - Bob Geldof

My friend she’s on fire

She’s burning like a juniper tree

She don’t know what to do

But I do

'Cause she do it to me

Let it go let it go

It’s not nice to be like ice

It’s much better if you feel like fire

Yes there’s a bad moon coming up

And I can see it’s on the cusp

Electric winds are shrieking up in the wires

But it’s a warm evening out

It feels like New Orleans blue

On the spray from the African shore

Oh we could make it coast to coast

She said «Ain't that the most?»

But I could tell she’d heard it all before

Let it go let it go

Let it shine down on me

Is this a love affair or is this a crime

Is this religion without priests, prayers or pews

This is the view from the left-over shelf

This is the punchline and the joke’s on you

I don’t need her kissy lips

I don’t need her armies or her pearls

I fell asleep and dreamed of far off lands

When I awoke I nearly married that girl

Let it go let it go