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