

A quiet room, the morning sun
Unfolding where
the rivers run
A simple song
that has begun
Singing out
to find the light
Walking through
the longest night (ooh-ooh)
We draw the lines upon the map
And let the quiet moments wrap Our stories in
a gentle lapse
Singing out
to find the light
Walking through
the longest night (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Find the light (mmmmm)