Yeah I got busted So I used my one phone call To dedicate A song to you on the radio
Yeah I got busted In custody I imagined our melody Being played on a grand piano
I saw your face in front of me It was perfect clarity I saw a light in the end of the tunnel And it was you
Chorus: ‘Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that You are the light You are the light by which I travel into this and that
Yeah I got busted I painted a dirty word on your old mans Mercedes-Benz ‘Cause you told me to do it
Yeah I got busted But soon they released me ‘cause the cops were sad And they didn't know how to prove it
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I saw your face in front of me It was perfect clarity I saw a light in the end of the tunnel And it was you
Chorus: ‘Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that You are the light You are the light by which I travel into this and that
It sounds so obvious, so obvious Why would anyone need a map or a compass? It's so beautiful To be guided by you ‘Cause you are the light
Chorus: You are the light by which I travel into this and that You are the light You are the light by which I travel into this and that You are the light light light light You are the light