Raking through the ashes from the night before

Raking through the ashes trying to light a fire once more

I used the last matches lighting a cigarette

Trying to sift through all of the words we said

Raking through the ashes from the night before

Raking through the ashes trying to light a fire once more

One more day in doubt, one more night without

Whats become of the spark, the spark that brought us here

The spark that kept us near in spite of all the times we fought.

If all we have are embers then surely thats enough

But if all we have are memories, thats the end of our love

Raking through the ashes from the night before

Raking through the ashes trying to light a fire once more