Little Light

The tea kettle is whistling The birds outside the window are singing I've got pancakes on the stove Acting like you don't have to go I'm passing out the plates and the napkins Let me tell you a story about my weekend I'll play for you a song that I just wrote Lay across my lap, pretend that this isn't the last time Let me get a blanket, you look cold Is this the last time Feels like the first time Is this my real life Feels like a dream that I don't like Let me hold you while we cry You'll always be my little light I'm picking out my clothes from my closet Looking for my key I think I lost it Draw mascara on my eye, acting that this isn't goodbye I'm putting on my rings and my necklace Is this the last time Feels like the first time Is this my real life Feels like a dream that I don't like Let me hold you while we cry You'll always be my little light I know that tomorrow when I wake up You'll be the first thing I'll think of It'll be a while before I'm able to see This is not a dream This is our last time But it's my first time Picturing real life Without you by my side Let me hold you while we cry You'll always be my Little light