Who will save me in the dark?
When there is no light to find,
How could they see my broken heart?
Or ease my lonely mind.
I am no light, oh not me
Though maybe once before,
I am adrift on a stormy sea
Beyond the darkest shore
Though chilly is my gentle dark,
It will not burn or scold.
And softly to my tender heart
It's cold smooth hand takes hold
Here, I get by quite well
Adrift with aimless ease,
My sweet voice joins the muted bell,
I dance with whispers in the breeze
I'll be the quiet between clock ticks,
The tremor in your lies,
The clear around lit candle wicks
The memory in your eyes
