and they're so convincing.
if I don't keep up my pace.
You're always open but never vacant.
to clear a path so I can feel the space
Like a light through the black
Like a strong hand on my back
Like a break against the cold
How something as big as New York City
When you're staring at your feet
And yet how rarely I say I love you
Like a light through the black
Like a strong hand on my back
Like a break against the cold,
Oh, I'm proud in my faith
you have given me a frame
on which to build any house of my choice.
Like a light through the black,
like a strong hand on my back,
Like a break against the cold,
Like a light through the black
Like a strong hand on my back
Like a break against the cold
4.8
