The night becomes my only source of light
'Cause when I start relying on the sun
'Cause I tell myself the stars were made for brighter dreams and better thoughts
So I cry to you to prove that I was lost
You came to me when I fell on my knees
When I accepted failure as the only offering
So I lay once again with nothing here to give
The face of mercy sometimes is all we need to seek
We sing whoa
Singing whoa
We sing whoa
Singing whoa

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