Does a candle that's burned both sides

Work any less as a pale source of light

A little piece of heat

In an otherwise cold night

If I

Could just stop

And catch my breath

Maybe I

Maybe I would survive

These cold long roads

Taking me from home

From the little piece of love

I’ve come to know

These cold long roads

Taking me from home

From the little piece of love

I’ve come to know

Can the same thing be said for a heart

You dragged it through hell and you tore it apart

It still pumps the blood

But the wisdom it doesn’t impart

If I

Could just stop

And catch my breath

Maybe I

Maybe I would survive

These cold long roads

Taking me from home

From the little piece of love

I’ve come to know

These cold long roads

Taking me from home

From the little piece of love

I’ve come to know

These cold long roads

Taking me back home

To the little piece of love

I’ve come to know

These cold long roads

Taking me back home

To the little piece of love

I’ve come to know