

I used to chase the glitter
on the avenue
Thinking every open door would lead me somewhere new
Now I count the quiet moments
money never buys
A hand to hold,
a faithful heart, the truth behind our eyes
When the noise falls away,
what remains is clear
The small things shine the brightest when the end feels near
Hold on to the ones who know your name Hold on through
the loss and through the rain In the end it's love that
keeps the fire alive
Not the gold we kept,
but the way we stood beside I have seen a photograph outlast
a grand parade
Heard more grace in tired voices than in promises we made
Every borrowed day is teaching what is worth the fight
A kitchen lamp, an old song,
and a soul still burning bright Hold
on to
the ones who know your name Hold
on through the loss and through the rain In the end it's
love that keeps the fire alive Not the gold we
kept, but the way we
stood beside So when the night comes down,
let your heart
decide
What matters most is who you love when all the world goes
quiet