Jillian Aversa & Christopher Tin will o the wisp

Among the sighs of stirring leaves
The cloak of evening stillness shed
A phantom light that turns and weaves
Descends upon the path ahead
And all my faith resides
In that distant flame
My joy, my grief, my life
Is a spirit's game
With one whisper you draw me
Into the dark of night
And I know
That I've lost my passage home
But one breath, and I'm falling
Into your light
And I find myself alone
Now with each dream of breaking free
I feel it vanish like a wave
But every tide will reach the sea
And every sorrow find it's grave
So I can't help but come
When you call my name
My hope, my fears, are one
In your spirit game
With one whisper you draw me
Into the dark of night
And I know
That I've lost my passage home
But one breath, and I'm falling
Into your light
And I find myself alone
This soul of changing fire
O, seer of whole desire
I long to know What you know
Into the deepest hollow
Or over the mounts to follow
I'll go wherever you go
With one whisper you draw me
Into the dark of night
And I know
That I've lost my passage home
But one breath, and I'm falling
Into your light
And I find myself alone