When the light is running low
And the shadows start to grow
And the places that you know
Seem like fantasy
There's a light inside your soul
That’s still shining in the cold
With the truth
The promise in our hearts.
Don't forget
I'm with you in the dark.
Holding hands with those I love, what are you thinking of? Light above us holds no fear, is it the end that's near? Crossing those with hostile strikes, refused to grab the knife. Take my hand and I'll show you, your happy endings true!