Matches - Lisa Loeb
There's wood for the fire
But there's no matches
No matches
Been here for awhile
But there's no matches
No matches
Just fools on a wire
Balancing old and untried
So we will fall into the night
'Cause there's no matches
No matches
Last night I closed my eyes
See my life flashing flashing
Why am I so surprised
That it's not lasting lasting
I can't make a sound
'Cause I have burned to the ground
Ashes and dust falling down
Among the old matches old matches
Please wash the ashes away
You know I don't like to beg
But give me a spark to cut the grey
'Cause there's no matches
'Cause there's no matches
No more matches
No matches
