I have tried so hard not to be like them I have found they don't ever say what they mean There is a truth, there is a light if you'd follow me there I'm convinced the world doesn't know what it needs While you're deciding what to do I've been trying to

But you gotta be there for me too I'll be there for you I'll be loud for you But I can't do this alone Sometimes I just need a light If I call you on the phone Need you on the other side So when your tears roll down your pillow like a river When you're

Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh Hurry to my Blue Heaven Turn to the right, there's a little white light Will lead you to my Blue Heaven You'll see a smilin' face, a fireplace, a cozy room Little nest that nestles where the roses bloom Molly and me,

Ye hum ho la lo Kwela man Ye hum ho la la Kwela, Kwela You gave it your life Long ago there was a sound in the night Kwela man, singing under the street light A cheap guitar, he gave his sorrow a smile And he sowed his songs in the alley ways mile upon

Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long If you're going my way I wanna drive it all night long A road so rough this I know I'll be there when the light comes in Tell 'em we're survivors Life's like a road that you travel on When there's one day

Every time you look at me that way It never fails Any time, any place This burn in me is the coolest thing that I've ever felt When you light those candles Up there on that mantle Setting the mood I just lie there staring, silently preparing

There little babe, don't you cry We got that sunny morning waitin' on us now There's a light at the end of the tunnel We can be worry-free Just take it from me Honey child Let me tell you now, child That morning sun is here to greet us With her loving

I won't stop breathing I can't believe what I've become Your world is falling at your feet Watch yourself I'm taking over The cracks in the pavement don't break my stride I step lightly Just 'cause you're breathing Don't mean you're alive

The dreamer, the unwoken fool, In dreams, no pain will kiss the brow. The love of ages fills the head. The days that linger there in prey of emptiness, Of burned out dreams. The minutes calling through the years. The universal dreamer rises up above his

Searching to the dark all goes on This moment shackled and drawn Shackled and dawn shackled and drawn Bring on the lights bits to the shape Closer to the grave closer to the gave There comes the dawn I am over this moment I was on a field spread on the