Ashes of Old Love Lyrics

Stacy Dean Campbell Ashes Of Old Love written by John Jackson
Stacy Dean Campbell
Spencer Campbell bass/drums
John Jackson guitar
George Cocchini guitar
Fats Kaplan accordion
Stacy Dean Campbell vocals/guitar
Greetings from Las Vegas
Or so the postcard said
Lipstick on a coffee cup blood red
These little memories like cinders
Have kept him warm for years
>From the fire he remembered they're now souvenirs
She shined like a diamond burned like a fever
But he was a classic runner a common deceiver
But the flame that she sparked rose just high enough
To keep him sifting through the ashes of old love
There's an eight by ten reminder
On the table by the bed
Perfume on the pillow
Where she laid her head
There ain't nothing colder
Than a young mans foolish pride
Words left unsaid that smolder
Down deep inside
She shined like a diamond burned like a fever
But he was a classic runner a common deciever
But the flame that she sparked rose just high enough
To keep him sifting through the ashes of old love
>From Stacy Dean Campbell "Ashes Of Old Love"
Paladin Records 1999
Reynsong Publishing Corp(BMI)