The Last Flame

As the cool wind whips - the dying leaves
As the frost - kills the last flowers
As the last fruit falls - from the trees
I'll be leaving home tomorrow

As the flame of the last - candle dies
As the sun fades in the southwest
As the frigid nights – replace my life
Looking back, at what - was my best

Feed the fire, or watch it die
Mind the flames or wonder why
Just a match, will spark the yearning
But it takes work to keep it burning
Whoah Whoah Whoah ooooo
Whoah Whoah Whoah oooooo
Just a match, will spark the yearning
But it takes work to keep it burning

For every fall there - is a spring
For every valley, there's a mountain
Despite what life's misdeeds - may bring
For every dry well - there's a fountain

When our selfishness – replaces love
When a rage replaces kindness
As the soul light dims, from above
Where once was vision, now is blindness

Feed the fire, or watch it die
Mind the flames or wonder why
Just a match, will spark the yearning
But it takes work to keep it burning
Whoah Whoah Whoah oooooo
Whoah Whoah Whoah oooooo
Just a match, will spark the yearning
But it takes work to keep it burning