In the end of tunnel is bright light of blind star
Soles leave footprints on dead leaves
Under skin pulse is beating still and have to live
Maybe I won't return anymore
But maybe I'll stand with you
I'll stand as ashes on your lips
I'll stand as fire in your eyes
In your hands as breath of wind.
I'll stand as snow on the glass
I'll stand as wind in the distance
I'll syand as light for you
In the end of tunnel is bright light and I'm going
Going on scorched grass, on thin ice
Don't cry, I don't afraid of pain, it isn't there
Maybe I won't return anymore
But maybe I'll stand with you
I'll stand as ashes on your lips
I'll stand as fire in your eyes
In your hands as breath of wind.
I'll stand as snow on the glass
I'll stand as wind in the distance
I'll stand as light for you