like the light was all i had,
i struck the book with my last match
the candle burned so soft and slow
i felt the warmth and felt its glow
salt tasting tears they roll off of my lips
one for each day i'm inside this house
it's a trap, one i can't quite escape
so pretend it's the place that i love
won't let it pass me by again
(
i burn candles and stare at a ghost that goes deep inside of you )