The songs we sing are all made of sorrow. The light we shine, will always have a shadow.
Even though, I walk through this world. I know that I won't find love, don't you see. For how can I be the one for you. When I can't even be the one for me.
The night goes on, whether we sleep. There doesn't seem to be any remedy, To this hurt that you've got me feelin, I don't know what, but I need some healin, in my heart there seems to be a hole, where there wasn't one before.
Where there wasn't one before.
For the sings we sing are all made of sorrow, And light we shine, always cast a shadow,
Through the valley of death. Through the mountains of life. Through the walks of the water.