Love, Where Is Your Fire

Love, where is your fire? I’ve been sitting here smoking away
Making signals with sticks and odd ends and bits, still there’s no sign of a flame
Impostors have been passing, offered a good-feeling glow
But I’m holding out for what you are about — an inferno that burns to the bone
Some urge me to be temperate, lukewarm will never do
'Cos I, I wanna (know I’ll) blaze with you
So I’m holding my heart out to you
Holding my heart out
So I stand handing out torches
Speaking words that are lamps to their feet
'Til the time when you come and I’m whole and we are one and the fire in me is
complete
Some tell me to be moderate but lukewarm will never do Then a doubt comes to lie at the back of my mind
That I’ll offer you me and you’ll politely decline (no thank you)
So I hasten to mute it, I’ll shout and rebuke it away!