Sage, pepper, lemon.  Isn’t it heaven, to be here with you now.  By the fire we sit and lick our fingers.

Sage, pepper, lemon.  Isn’t it heaven, to cuddle with you so. By the fire we sit, nuzzle and kiss.

Sage, pepper, lemon.  Isn’t it heaven, to taste you on my lips, under a blanket we shall go.  By the fire we make our passion known.