A Little Fire

Your coat is hanging by the door. The rain keeps tapping at the glass. I trace the crack across the floor And count the hours as they pass. I thought we'd leave the hard words Behind, But they keep finding their way back Tonight. If you can hear me through the falling rain, Come find the road that leads us home again. I won't let go though the whole world turns. There's still a little fire in what we learned. The old tape skips at seventeen. Your voice comes through, then disappears. We were so sure of everything. We never knew how much we feared. So take my hand, don't turn away. We still have something left to Say. If you can hear me through the falling rain, Come find the road that leads us home again. I won't let go though the whole world turns. There's still a little fire in what we learned. Stay here with me. Let the morning come. Two voices rising, becoming One. Stay here with Me. We can begin again.