As I lay cold and frozen in suspended animation
Dreaming of what I'd find
I'm alone and I hate it here
Fear of the gleaming light (that is blinding)
Through the storm and sea
I'm hoping that I still believe
Even though the flame will burn, we're shaking
In the dancing light the shadows shaping
My fear of the gleaming light
I couldn't shake it
I will always feel that I can't make it on my own
All on my own
