I, I can't promise you

That I won't let you down

And I, I can't promise you

That I will be the only one around when your hope falls down.

But we're young,

Open flowers in the windy fields of this war-torn world.

And love,

This city breathes the plague of loving things more than their creators.

I ran away

I could not take the burden of both me and you

It was too fast

Casting love on me as if it were a spell I could not break

When it was a promise I could not make.

What if I was wrong?

What if I was wrong?

Oh, what if I was wrong?

But hold on to what you believe in the light

When the darkness has robbed you of all your sight.

And, oh, hold on to what you believe in the light

When the darkness has robbed you of all your sight.

And now this land

Means less and less to me without you breathing through its trees

At every turn

The water runs away from me and the halo disappears

I'm not whole when you're not here.

So what if I was wrong?

What if I was wrong?

Oh, what if I was wrong?

But hold on to what you believe in the light

When the darkness has robbed you of all your sight.

And, oh, hold on to what you believe in the light

When the darkness has robbed you of all your sight.

So hold on to what you believed in the light.