I'm sitting by the door.
I'm looking for the dark.
I thought I'll see you, but I'm wrong.
That's you in my mind.
I cross it out again.

Why is it that you've been trying?
All these days, alone.

It's a silent night.
Trying to find what's right.
And maybe someday we will both know.
And perhaps see the light.

I'm standing by you.
I won't ever leave you.