The Raging Fire

Lookiní at the street lights as the rain falls down
Another cold and lonely night in this big city town
And an empty room is waiting with pictures on the wall
A gallery of broken dreams, 
but still Iíve kept them all

Shaken by the hand of fate I tumble
All Iíve got I gave
Choking on our parting words I stumble
All I had to say
Wonít cool my desire
Nothing can control the raging fire

I lie awake and wonder, still the rain falling down
Just try and make it through the night

As I listen to that lonely sound
But the memories arenít fading
Like the pictures on the wall
Your jagged lies and alibis are all that breaks the fall

© 2004 Billy
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