No Fire

Jon Peter Lewis

Compositor: Don Mescall

I never expected
To meet you like this
No, not like this
I heard that you moved
Way out of town
So far out of town

Across the sea of strangers
In this room with no sympathy

I caught the light
Upon your face
But every thing's lost without the grace
I never felt so out of place
No spark. No warmth. No fire.

So how have you been
I heard you're doing good
You're looking real well
I see your lips moving
But I don't hear a word
No, not a sound
Now my eyes look through your eyes
But his hand is holding your hand

And I caught the light upon your face
but everything's lost without the grace. I never felt so out of place
No spark, no warmth, no fire.

Remember those days of rain
when we ran for cover
we ran together
remember those nights alone
when we had each other
we had each other
and i caught the light upon your face
but everything's lost without the grace
i never felt so out of place
no spark, no warmth, no fire.