When I write in the dark, the words are cold and every
The paper fills with endless feelings
Tears on paper, a vain outburst
In the search for relief, just exist and I feel the loneliness

Resist, the light will save you
Your life is a gift, an act of pure love
Who gave it to you was the creator
Resist, the light will guide you
Your life is a gift, an act of pure love
Who gave it to you was the creator

Maybe one day someone will read what I wrote
With attention they will discover
That my singing was a way to heal me

Resist, the light will save you
Your life is a gift, an act of pure love
Who gave it to you was the creator
Resist, the light will guide you
Your life is a gift, an act of pure love
Who gave it to you was the creator