Tonight there's a fire burning brightly
In my chimney though the weather's far from cold
It's your picture and the letters you send me
You're gone so your memories must go
I have cry until I'm too weak to cry
I have drink until the drinks won't go down
I must start on the road to recovery
Before there's no turning around
I realize there's little hope for me
If I'll keep your sweet memories this way
But just knowing that I've lost you forever
Life's a long way from here to my grave
Just tonight I'll rely on the wine
To dim your memory as the last drop goes down
Then I'll start on the road to recovery
There'll soon be no turning around
I must start on the road to recovery
Before there's no turning around