The candle burns to keep the dark at bay
but it's use is lost under the sight of day..
I feel as I am your candle at noon
while you only seem to need me when out comes the moon..
For you only want me near when things change
and yet somehow you don't find it strange..
You call when the full moon prevails
and away goes that on full sails
So the rain falls here while the sunshine's there
but for some reason, I'm coming up short on the care..
I made up my mind, but things change so fast
and I always want to know if things will ever last...
Will this be the dear that makes everything just so clear?
Will this be the fear that makes my life so bitterly dear?
Will I just put all those dreams up on the shelf?
Or will I just leave here with me and myself?
I'm just afraid that your going to fall as fast as I fell for you
and you'll just leave me here without that final clue..
Maybe it's time to just let the candle burn out
since to make my point, I always have to shout..

12/02/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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