I was alive, and we were alive,
the times we were together.
Now we’re shipwrecked in the shadows,
out of sight.
What we all didn’t know,
is how low it could go.
Is this all for show,
or is this a real fight?
We’re not asking
what you’re looking for.
You’ll have yours,
and I’ll have mine.
I can’t ignore this feeling,
it’s our hearts that are bleeding.
While our souls are lost,
beneath the light.
I’ll keep the candle burning,
when the light is slow returning.
The ships have sailed,
into the night.
I can’t help believing,
it’s our souls that you’re bleeding.
I’m asleep and I’m dreaming,
beneath the light.