On Autumn night outside the window
Where fog and rain are in a fight
On such a sleepless night
An endless sleepless night…
About unearthly and far away
About the native that’s here to stay
The burning candles melt the light
The burning candles cry the light
About unearthly and far away
About the native that’s here to stay
The candles melt the light
The candles cry the light
Why would the candles need to cry?
You live a life that’s dignified
But sometimes you just might
But sometimes late at night
You feel regrets and dis beliefs
As you sit down to play the piano keys
And burn the candle light
You watch those melting lights…
You are the one who disagrees
You tear the cover from the keys
And make the candles cry,
You make the candles cry…
The candles cry for you and I
They do so softer or amplified
They keep the memories in us –
These little lights of knowledge…
The wax is dying from the fire
It’s burning out to inspire
For you and I the candles cry
It’s their wondrous privilege…
The wax is not afraid of fire
It’s burning out to inspire
For you and I the candles cry
It’s their awesome privilege!
