Fire still burning, but in a while she'll make it rain
These rooms are all falling down, they couldn't stand the strain
I had the same old dream, she was hiding outside my door
She used to come from time to time but not any more

Still in my mind
Still in my mind

Wouldn't make any difference
We crossed that line
From the fire we will rise again
In our own time

Seasons turning, but in a while she'll make it snow
But this time I think she's gone for good but I never really know
Nothing here remains, just a vision of her face
The implications of a crime, it always takes her place

Still in my mind
Still in my mind

Wouldn't make any difference
We crossed that line
From the fire we will rise again
In our own time

It wouldn't make any difference
We crossed the line
From the fire we were rocking
In our own time
In our own time
In our own time

Copyright: HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): LINDSEY BUCKINGHAM