Thankyou Gentlemen. 
I, I can't promise youthat I won't let you downAnd I, I can't promise youthat I will be the only one aroundwhen your hope falls down
But we're young, open flowers in the windy fieldsof this war-torn worldAnd love, this city breathes the plagueof loving things more than their creators
I ran awayI could not take the burden of both me and youIt was too fastCasting love on me as if it were a spell I could not breakWhen it was a promise I could not make
But what if I was wrong?
But hold on to what you believe in the lightWhen the darkness has robbed you of all your sight
And now this land means less and less to mewithout you breathing through its treesAt every turn the water runs away from meand the halo disappearsand the hole when you're not near
So what if I was wrong?
But hold on to what you believe in the lightWhen the darkness has robbed you of all your sight
So hold on to what you believed in the light