Well the radio is blasting
Another day old tune
My mother let me for a walk
For an...
The streets were burnt
No one cried, no one made a sound
My friends waited by the west side
Until the end of the day
The pops burts in the road, soaked our way
We followed that path
Until we came to our home
When the dawn is tingle fast
Her time don't move
She can turn all evening, she's got nothing to prove
She comes, she comes
To the light, to the light, to the light
To the light, to the light, to the light
To the light, to the light, to the light
Know I'ma speak in, and set the sound of alarm
And kept me up for an hour
Lying in her arms
And she comforts me, and tells me
Lay your head
So out from the darkness
I hear her crying for me
A sign that she's coming let the old banshee
I know that she means well
And she comes from the dark
When the dawn is tingle fast
Her time don't move
She can turn all evening, she's got nothing to prove
She comes, she comes
To the light, to the light, to the light
To the light, to the light, to the light
To the light, to the light, to the light.