I wish I could be your candle at night
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with your warm touch you would light me up
there would be no fear because of the night
but you want to remain perfectly dark
How can I call you? A friend or a foe?
The love of my life? A fantasy drow?
Through darkness I come, on dark wings I fly
I bring you the light
Please don't let me die.
Keep those matches with you
they remain so silent
but in touch with sulfur
they begin to burn
like the dreams we used to
talk about together,
we could make it happen,
feather after feather
I am getting old,
like all the ideas
I used to make smile
that your face could hold.
So I will be the candle of that, what remained.
Of some faith inside the heart that's been trained
to survive the pain, to fight for your love,
to become a man,
black raven or dove...