Re-kindled Flame

© 2009 Mark Cote

1. and I want to thank you who re-kindled a flame
    when the fire near burned out, and out of the game
    cried so many tears it drowned my eyes
    nearly washed the life from the coals

2. you took the sticks surrounding me
    and like a boy scout, you lit the flame
    when the fire near burned out, and out of the game
    cast your breath upon these embers, gave life anew
    through a new set of eyes, though misty blue

(chorus) the match to my fire I begin again
                this re-kindled flame is all because you
                did the things you did
                and the things that you do

3. and as the flame now grows, you watch from above
    quietly, gently blow breezes of love
    enough to encourage, enough to grow
    may this fire burn brightly, with an eternal glow
(chorus)

this re-kindled flame is all because you
did the things you did
and the things that you do