In the darkness of this night, in the absence of the guiding light
I see some demons coming out of you..
These demons attack your soul, keep attacking until your spirits fall
You may not admit it, but it sure is true

I am looking at you from far across, from a place where I always was
A place from where I can watch over you
Holding a brush in my hand, in this darkness I stand
Ready to paint your life's canvas red when all seems to be blue

All you ever need to do, all I ever ask from you
Is to call me out; not through your lips, but through your heart
A silent call indeed, is all I would need
To come there and take your demons apart

Apart from you as far as I may; I know it is not as easy As I say
But I will try, with utmost sincerity as my power
I will try until the guiding lights once again shower