There's a candle, burning in my window for you.
It's a flame, burning in my heart so blue.
I'm waiting in the wings watching you fly away.
The clock is turning backwards, leading me astray.
Does the past exist where we once were one?
Are you a figment of my mind?
Whenever I search my memory, I'm never sure what I'll find.
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).
There's a tremor in my heart from where a fear has been.
There's a streak on my cheek from where a tear has been.
I realize my folly is in the love I seek.
But I had to see a valley to recognize a peak.
Does the past exist where we once were one?
Are you a figment of my mind?
Whenever I search my memory, I'm never sure what I'll find.
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).
There's a dream on my pillow where I lay my head.
There are three words I can't remember if you ever said.
Tripping over time I stumble to the ground.
As I find my feet and climb, memory knocks me down.
There's a candle burning in my window for you.
It's a flame burning in my heart so blue.
I'm waiting in the wings watching you fly away.
The clock is turning backwards, leading me astray.
Does the past exist where we once were one?
Are you a figment of my mind?
Whenever I search my memory, I'm never sure what I'll find.
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).
I'm never sure what I'll find (never sure what I'll find).