I was hoping, could you be my inspiration

whatever should become in the candlelight

I was dreaming, was it my imagination

tomorrow never comes in the candlelight



When the night's on fire

do you need love's arms to hold you

it's a flame there burns no finer

when you see one bird

there's another watching over

and the two can fly much higher



I was listening, to the wind that walks the hours

I never would have heard

in the candlelight

I was hoping, would you shelter me from showers

I believe every word in the candlelight



When the night's on fire and you burn

like a flame that's burning in the rain

do you need somewhere to turn

when you see one bird

it's the two that fly higher

and a second in heaven's worth whole life's

trouble and trial


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