There's a love everlasting, That burns deep within us. An undying ember, That neither water nor sand can quench. And though we think the fire doused, It can never be put out. The fire is given As a gift. Though sometimes we misgive, And are hurt. But every fire has its fuel, And each fire endures until the fuel is found. Fire feeds off of fire-- That of another. Sometimes this fire-fuel match is never found, But the match still exists. There is a fire-fuel match for each of us, One that never dies. And for every flame joined with another, A bonfire arises. And born from the ashes, Arises a phoenix, The emblem of life eternal. The way of life is Love.