Tonight, in your eyes, I saw your fire die.   There will be dreams to replace what fell apart.   There will be hope to mend a child's broken heart.   Promises of healing, they can be misleading.   They are not what they seem.   My love is made of broken dreams.   When time was time and life was breath      The hope that still bounds us   Even as this darkness surrounds us      Tonight, in your eyes, your fire dies.