waiting to see, when there is no light
waiting to be, in the calm stormy night
you’re marching alone, and you’re not sure who cares
but time will go on, and you must not be scared
I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes
waiting to see, when there is no light
waiting to be, in the calm stormy night
you’re marching alone, and you’re not sure who cares
but time will go on, and you must not be scared
wanting to hide, in the warmth of your dreams
a battle in vain, or oh so it seems
you’re carving a path, and there still is an end
now life will go on, but you’ll never descend
I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes
counting the stars, in the glowing sky
admire the way, they shine in your eyes
you call out a name, just the sound gives you bliss
no matter the distance, you’ll always be missed
I feel the thoughts returning, the best days of our lives
I kept the candle burning, the flame was in your eyes