Paris

Hold my hand Can we keep you warm Or has your heart turned cold In this rampant storm Take my hand There's no need to hide We can be your guide To the morning light Cause when it comes When it comes When it comes We'll be alive Take my hand We can make this right In this vacant night Keep your candle bright For any dark Any lack of sight Can be overcome By the faintest light And when it comes When it comes Like a sun We'll see The rise Hold my hand We can make this right If your heart still glows Illuminate the night In our darkest days There's a gleam of life If we spark the flame We could be the light We could be the light We could be the light We could be the light We could be the light Cause when it comes