It's hard to see
See in the darkness
Hard to find
Find your way home
And if there is no home when you get there
It is hard to reach your way out of being alone
This canyon has an echo
Like the hollow in my heart
And the wind has a sigh
Like the soft in a cry
And if I am just the bitter in a woman growing wise
Oh moon on the water help me to rise
Hope is to the flame
Like kinder is to romance
Or the candle inside the dreamer
That lights their eyes
No one can see me
I've grown cold as ashes
Burnt out and tired
As the fade of the sky
