Light کے بول

Senses failing Feeling now is cloth and gold And I have fallen So help me find a way to breathe Running on half the night Holding on just to ease my mind, oh Fading light Is it, cemented, in the fabric of me now I see you there, I'm unware So how could treat a man All I need, is burning inside of me Running on half of the night Holding on just to ease my mind, oh Running on half the night Holding on just to ease my mind, oh Fading light