(Difford/Tilbrook)
Words escape me now IЎЇm in prison
Sentenced to a life of tears
Now she hates me, thatЎЇs her decision
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So I can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So I can see the damage I can try
And salvage our love
IЎЇm picking up the pieces
Maybe theyЎЇll fit some day
Love recalls me back from darkness
It whispers to an eager ear
She ignores me, why so heartless
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So she can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So she can see the damage she can try
And salvage our love
Picking up the pieces
And putting them down again
ThereЎЇs never a match for a burning desire
