Thursday, January 20, 2011

Confused


Switch on the light at the end of the tunnel
Can’t see my way out
Find me a hand that I can take and run through the darkness
Make sure that it’s yours or I won’t grab

Switch on the light
I need to see your face
I need to know it’s you
You can’t fool me; I've lost the feel of your hand

Or answer me this
And take away my confusion
Why the light that burns so bright
Comes from you and not the light that’s been switched on?

Turn on the light inside me, too
Let me see you like it's the first time
The sun has no warmth without you
Am so confused by all the light

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