These nights grow colder
The world, it grows dark
My life grows older
And my mind wants to park
Yet I've got a dream
An indestructible flame
That keeps me alive
And away from pure shame.
And I've got a future
And however unclear
I know my demise
Is far, not near.
And I now know
That a true anchor is love
And someone out there
Keeps me from floating above.
I wish I could thank him
Yet he's too far away
My ultimate dream,of course, is
Meeting my love someday.
