Candle For The Dark by Chicago
We rode the train,
From paris to the cold atlantic shore.
The winter rain
Kept us in each others arms until the dawn,
Do you remember?
Faster than the sun,
Flying higher than everyone.
Like a dream too good to last,
I won't regret the past.
Here with me,
Deep down in my soul now and forever.
A candle for the dark, I need you
Here with me,
A story with an unexpected end.
The morning plane,
Through empty doors a mountain in the sky.
Golden chain, the autumn treetops cast
Another light.
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