Music: John W Bishop, Lyrics and Vocal: Tony 'Ants' Etherton
Copyright: John W Bishop and Anthony Etherton, All rights reserved.
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The dying embers of evening's warming are lying cold now,
They've given all.
And I remember, or was I dreaming,
The flames of yesterday
And think of you.
But at the end no choice remained,
No way to live as just good friends
So now I see (so now I see)
More clear than then (more clear than then)
I see those faces in the flames
And they remind me of you.
Oh what have we done?
The voice of reason lays deep withing me,
A score of seasons has come and gone.
And through the cold and lonely winter,
The nights grow long and colder still.
I miss your warmth,
I miss your arms,
I miss the glowing of your fire.
And now I see (and now I see)
More clear than then (more clear than then)
I see those faces in the flames
And they remind me of you.
Saying to me:
"Will you ever learn your lessons?
Take some time and ask the questions.
Every day an old obsession
Tears you from the flames of love".
So now I see
More clear than then.
I see those faces in the flames,
I see those faces in the flames
And the remind me of you.
Faces in the fire.
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