Morning light
Spinning on a broken satellite
Looks as though we've reached the end
No more messages to send
Words like autumn's dying leaves
Drift like ashes on the breeze
Should I pray? Then I'll pray
Turn around and look in my eyes
It's been so long since I've been happy
I'm drifting out of sight
Into the darkest harbors
Into the endless night
Over and over
Wide awake and waiting
I will wait in silence
I will hold your hand
I will brave the shadows
I will hold your hand
