The Spark That Lights the Fire

I will make for you a love song stronger than the tide

As wide as the horizon, as big as Norfolk skies

I'll forge it out of laughter, Out of promises and pain

And sorrows all overcome and joy brought home again

I'll paint it on the reed beds and the tall cathedral spire

I'll shout it up to heaven and set the moon on fire

I'll spin it out of stories whispered in the night

And silvered strands of memory tied up with autumn light

You are the spark that lights the fire

You are the spring which feeds the sea

You are the lightning bolt which shocks the heart to life

You are the thought which makes the dream

I'll play it on the skyline as the sun begins to rise

In crimson and in diamonds eating up the sky.

And as the sun is setting on the thirteen city parks

Throwing dying shards of sunlight out into the dark

I'll build out of cobwebs hung with morning dew

And sunlight in April mist fighting to break through

I'll write it out in laughter lines, in breath and blood and bone

In ebony and in firelight, in water and in stone

You are the spark that lights the fire

You are the spring which feeds the sea

You are the lightning bolt which shocks the heart to life

You are the thought which makes the dream

I'll dance it round the ruins, the churchyards and the lanes

The village greens and castles and the council house estates

I'll sing it in the market towns and through the city streets

On the piers and promenades across the cold North Sea

I'll weave it out of hailstorms, out of snow and summer rain

And supercells and flash floods and Squalls and hurricanes

And thunderheads and lightning and the wind upon the wheat

Will take it up and spin it round and lay it at your feet

Everything I've ever known and all I've ever been

All I've ever loved or lost, All I've ever seen

Everything that makes me, all I think and feel and do

I'll put them in the love song that I will make for you

You are the spark that lights the fire

You are the spring which feeds the sea

You are the lightning bolt which shocks the heart to life

You are the thought which makes the dream