Breathing lights upon your past Telling times to grow apart I carry you in the palm of my hands Never letting go of the times that passed I feel at home When the lights go down in the dark And I feel at home When the lights go down Pardon my frozen mind Hiding below what you knew to be Our very own kind of troubled fear Behind the spark there is light I hear I feel at home When the lights go down in the dark And I feel at home When the lights go down