| What was it like to see | |
| The face of your own stability | |
| Suddenly look away | |
| Leaving you with the dead and hopeless? | |
| Eleven and she was gone. | |
| Eleven is when we waved good-bye. | |
| Eleven is standing still, | |
| Waiting for me to free him | |
| By coming home. | |
| Moving me with a sound. | |
| Opening me within a gesture. | |
| Drawing me down and in, | |
| Showing me where it all began, | |
| Eleven. | |
| It took so long to realize that | |
| You hold the light that's been leading me back home. | |
| Under a dead ohio sky, | |
| Eleven has been and will be waiting, | |
| Defending his light, | |
| And wondering... | |
| Where the hell have I been? | |
| Sleeping, lost, and numb. | |
| So glad that I have found you. | |
| I am wide awake and heading home. | |
| Hold your light, | |
| Eleven. | |
| Lead me through each gentle step by step | |
| by inch by loaded memory. | |
| I'll move to heal | |
| As soon as pain allows so we can | |
| Reunite and both move on together. | |
| Hold your light, | |
| Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step | |
| By inch by loaded memory | |
| 'till one and one are one, eleven, | |
| So glow, child, glow. | |
| I'm heading back home. |