• There is this light that keeps me awake.
    In the middle of the night,
    with each breath I take,
    The light seems to move; and its calling my name.
    What a shame that I should ignore it.

    There is this light, it has to be fake.
    Its starting to dim from my sight.
    These feelings that I just cant shake.
    When the truth is there and only one to blame,
    What a shame that I'm told to ignore it.

    The light grows brighter and the Fear is stronger.
    The day wont destroy it;
    for the light lingers a little longer
    and seems to be there all the time.
    What a shame that I can't break from it.

    The light now seems to dim no longer;
    and Im stuck in the middle of a despairing pit.
    Where nothing but the burning seems to scar.
    If only these words could diminish the past crimes.
    What a shame that these are only words.

    When the light is gone, and I can sleep,
    I know I was not wrong.
    Though the feelings will still creep.
    My name will be whispered and no longer called.
    What a shame all this time I ignored them.

    When the light is replaced, and Im fast asleep,
    And I was wrong all along,
    It will be a face that memories keep.
    Only to show that those feelings were long stalled.
    What a shame to have ignored them.

    The light that would leave me weak,
    like the ones before it,
    What a shame,
    What a shame,

    For all I can do, is ignore it.