| You showed me where I come from | |
| I place to sleep, a place to run, or something like it | |
| I walked these roads to find my way | |
| But each breeze blew my tracks away, away | |
| So sweet it hurts me | |
| Your lightness burns me | |
| Don't try to sleep tonight | |
| There's sweetness in your light | |
| So make me up, it's all for keeps | |
| To mark this skin, a score like heat | |
| The candle glows out from inside | |
| And burns so deep into those eyes, those eyes, or something like it | |
| So sweet it hurts me | |
| Your lightness burns me | |
| Don't try to sleep tonight | |
| There's sweetness in your light |