Though Adam was a friend of mine
I did not know him well
He was alone into his distance
He was deep into his well
I could guess what he was laughing at, but I couldn't really tell
Now the story's told that Adam jumped, but I'm hoping that he fell
Together we went traveling, as we received the call
His destination India, and I had none at all
Well, I still remember laughing with our backs up against the wall
So free of fear, we never thought that one of us might fall
I sit before my only candle, but it's so little light to find my way
Now this story unfolds before my candle
Which is shorter every hour as it reaches for the day
But I feel just like a candle in a way
But I guess I'll get there, I wouldn't say for sure
Can't say for sure
When we parted we were still laughing, as our goodbyes were said
And I never heard from him again as each our lives we led
Except for once in someone else's letter that I read
Until I heard the sudden word that a friend of mine was dead
I sit before my only candle, like a pilgrim sits before the way
Now his journey appears before my candle
As a song that's growing fainter the harder I play
But I feel just like a candle in a way
I guess I'll get there, but I wouldn't say for sure
Ain't say for sure
Though Adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him long
And when I stood myself behind, I never felt so strong
Still it seems he stopped his singing in the middle of his song
I sit before my only candle, like a pilgrim sits before the way
I'm holding out my only candle
As a song that's growing fainter the harder I play
But I feel just like a candle in a way
But I guess I'll get there, but I wouldn't say for sure
Can't say for sure
Can't say for sure
