| Song | Candle in the Window |
| Artist | Linda Eder |
| Album | It's Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
| "Hurry through the night | |
| Past the shuttered houses | |
| Towards a solitary light | |
| Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
| Always sitting there | |
| Quiet as a prayer | |
| Does he close his eyes? | |
| Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
| Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
| Deep into the night | |
| Praying that he's right | |
| Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
| And I don't feel so alone or so afraid | |
| There's a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
| That candle in the window every night | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Seven blocks away | |
| Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
| That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
| Till he finds a way | |
| This is what I pray | |
| And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
| As I look up to find his patch of light | |
| There's a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
| Candle in the window shining bright | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Hurry through the night | |
| Towards a solitary light |
| zuo qu : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
| " Hurry through the night | |
| Past the shuttered houses | |
| Towards a solitary light | |
| Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
| Always sitting there | |
| Quiet as a prayer | |
| Does he close his eyes? | |
| Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
| Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
| Deep into the night | |
| Praying that he' s right | |
| Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
| And I don' t feel so alone or so afraid | |
| There' s a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
| That candle in the window every night | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Seven blocks away | |
| Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
| That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
| Till he finds a way | |
| This is what I pray | |
| And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
| As I look up to find his patch of light | |
| There' s a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
| Candle in the window shining bright | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Hurry through the night | |
| Towards a solitary light |
| zuò qǔ : Murphy, Wildhorn | |
| " Hurry through the night | |
| Past the shuttered houses | |
| Towards a solitary light | |
| Burning in a window near a figure in a chair | |
| Always sitting there | |
| Quiet as a prayer | |
| Does he close his eyes? | |
| Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise. | |
| Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight | |
| Deep into the night | |
| Praying that he' s right | |
| Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade | |
| And I don' t feel so alone or so afraid | |
| There' s a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see | |
| That candle in the window every night | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Seven blocks away | |
| Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray | |
| That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more | |
| Till he finds a way | |
| This is what I pray | |
| And I wonder does he see me passing by each night | |
| As I look up to find his patch of light | |
| There' s a candle in the window every night | |
| Reflecting all our hopes and dreams | |
| Or so it seems to me as I look up to see that | |
| Candle in the window shining bright | |
| Burning like the yearning to be free | |
| Far away and dim | |
| Kept alive by him | |
| Hurry through the night | |
| Towards a solitary light |