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