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lirik lagu jonathan larson – light my candle

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roger:
what’d you forget?

mimi:
got a light?

roger:
i know you? — you’re —
you’re shivering

mimi:
it’s nothing
they turned off my heat
and i’m just a little
weak on my feet
would you light my candle?
what are you staring at?

roger:
nothing
your hair in the moonlight
you look familiar
can you make it?

mimi:
just haven’t eaten much today
at least the room stopped spinning.
anyway. what?

roger:
nothing
your smile reminded me of –

mimi:
i always remind people of – who is she?

roger:
she died. her name was april

mimi:
it’s out again
sorry about your friend
would you light my candle?

roger:
well –

mimi:
yeah. ow!

roger:
oh, the wax – it’s

mimi:
dripping! i like it – between my —

roger:
fingers. i figured…
oh, well. goodnight.

(mimi exits; then knocks again)

roger:
it blew out again?

mimi:
no – i think that i dropped my stash

roger:
i know i’ve seen you out and about
when i used to go out
your candle’s out

mimi:
i’m illin’ –
i had it when i walked in the door
it was pure –
is it on the floor?

roger:
the floor?

mimi:
they say i have the best -ss below 14th street
is it true?

roger:
what?

mimi:
you’re staring again.

roger:
oh no.
i mean you do — have a nice —
i mean — you look familiar

mimi:
like your dead girlfriend?

roger:
only when you smile.
but i’m sure i’ve seen you somewhere else —

mimi:
do you go to the cat scratch club
that’s where i work – i dance – help me look

roger:
yes!
they used to tie you up –

mimi:
it’s a living

roger:
i didn’t recognize you
without the handcuffs

mimi:
we could light the candle
oh won’t you light the candle

roger:
why don’t you forget that stuff
you look like you’re sixteen

mimi:
i’m nineteen – but i’m old for my age
i’m just born to be bad

roger:
i once was born to be bad
i used to shiver like that

mimi:
i have no heat – i told you

roger:
i used to sweat

mimi:
i got a cold

roger:
uh huh
i used to be a junkie

mimi:
but now and then i like to —

roger:
uh huh

mimi:
feel good

roger:
here it — um —

mimi:
what’s that?

roger:
candy bar wrapper

mimi:
we could light the candle
what’d you do with my candle?

roger:
that was my last match

mimi:
our eyes’ll adjust, thank god for the moon

roger:
maybe it’s not the moon at all
i hear spike lee’s shooting down the street

mimi:
bah humbug … bah humbug

roger:
cold hands

mimi:
yours too.
big. like my father’s
you wanna dance?

roger:
with you?

mimi:
no – with my father

roger:
i’m roger

mimi:
they call me
they call me mimi