You Saved My Soul

We're going to listen now to a kind of simile by my friend Burton Cummings.

a short live performance entitled You Saved My Soul.

Now, you're going to say, well, he's sort of limiting that to a woman, isn't he? Well, that's often how it works.

But you and I know that that is an incarnation of the nature of the reanimating and resurrecting care of belovedness.

Love you.

Let's see if I can recall this correctly.

We went together For so long Every second record on the radio Seemed like our song How we hurt each other Oh, baby, it was so wrong Something in the bottom of my heart Will keep me holding on We were lovers In the young and strong and old days Turned them into treasures Out of cinder and gold days Even though we're older There's still nothing like the old days Something in the bottom of my heart Will keep me holding on Cause you saved my soul Came along and took me out of the nighttime Yeah, you saved my soul Taught me to fly And I gave my heart Baby, it's something that there's just no returning Cause if I had you now I'd never have to name