I've been blinded by the summer sun, that's why I always walk at night.
So as I chase where my steps run, I can follow them with sight.
So as I chase where my steps run, I can follow them with sight.
But the truth is I'm walking blind as I don't know where to go.
And most of these steps are in my mind with thoughts wandering to and fro.
And most of these steps are in my mind with thoughts wandering to and fro.
But I started in the warmth of light at the dawning of this day.
Which had followed the dark cold night from which I can't seem to get away.
Which had followed the dark cold night from which I can't seem to get away.
But I'm looking for a source of light to guide me through the day
And a hand to hold that just might help me along my way.
And a hand to hold that just might help me along my way.
But the hands I see, I cannot tell if they bring help or otherwise.
And I cannot help but to dwell on if it will bring about my demise.
And I cannot help but to dwell on if it will bring about my demise.
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