At the end of the hall There's a knock at the door Opportunity laid bare (I think I see the light, I think I see the light) Give a hand, tell a clue PAR cans fade to blue Will this be just what I need? (I think I see the light, I think I see the light)
Comb my hair Dressing the part with ease Always I play the dope Barefoot and dumb I hold my breath While the crowd is up and leaving No roses for the fool I've been That I've been
I think I see the light, I think I see the light Could I ever play in time? Don't recall a single line I think I see the light, I think I see the light
A big cranе Pulls me high By the whole of my framе The roses bursting out From the floor of the theater stage They're enveloping me They're enveloping me
And I cry out in joy 'Cause I'm finally full And there's nothing left For me to burn down And your voice is so bright That it's burning my skin And then right when we touch When we touch When we touch I wake up I wake up I wake up I wake up
Compositor: John Alexander Tatum (Jack Tatum) (ASCAP)Editor: Wild Nothing Music (ASCAP)Administração: Secretly Canadian Publishing (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #40907459 em 27/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM