In this festival of time, when I seek but will not find,
Would you shine some feelings into my eyes?
Would you climb with healing into my tired mind, into my own mind?
In this revelry of days, when I'm trapped inside my cage,
Would you fly some easy freedom inside?
Could you climb with healing into my tired life, into my own life?
When the silence burns my ears and I frolic through my fears,
When I stain myself in shame, I still whisper out your name.
Oh, won't you come down and burn your light through me, and save me?
Oh, won't you come down and burn your light through me, and save me?
And save me.
When the silence burns my ears and I frolic through my fears,
When I stain myself in shame, I still whisper your name,
I still whisper out your name,
Won't you burn your light through me and heal me, and save me?
