More Light

I think the last time I was warm was in my mother Now I'm listening in the darkness but there's nothing on the wire I'm locked inside the refrigerator So while I sit and shiver I rub the sticks together And if it takes forever I will find my way back to the fire Heat is not enough More light Love is strong enough More light Faith is not enough More light Everybody must be touched I think that we don't need another great communicator And there's a million extended mixers we are ready to retire We all face obsolescence sooner or later So while we sit and shiver We rub the sticks together And if it takes forever we will find our way back to the fire