

(ooh) (ah) I count the lines on the ceiling
One by one, they fall away
Keep my hands inside the quiet
Hold the day until it stays
If I lose the road
Will you draw it near
If the night goes cold
I will meet you here
Your silver thread in the hallway
Turns my fear to something small
Every step becomes a pattern
Every breath can name the wall
Stay with me, slow and steady
We can make the dark feel light Stay with me,
almost ready
One small spark can guide the night
Tiny flame
Do not bend
I am here Begin again
Stay with me, slow and steady
We can make
the dark feel light Stay with me,
almost ready
One small spark
can guide the night
(ooh) (ah) Stay with me Slow and steady (ooh) (ah)