In the End

Theres a light in the window that reminds me of heaven
And the love lightened glow on your face
Its cold here in Iceland
And the drunks on the street tie chains onto miserys gates

They do.

When I look at the clouds sometimes I see angels the wind just a breeze off their wings
And I think of your feel and my mind starts a spinning with all those possible things.

Likes it does sometimes in the end dear.
Your eyes have seen enough.
the pinch of grief and its wounded thief wont steal your love.
In the end dear though the road was long and tough.
The light in you will shine above.

And all of us people were pulling our wagons filled with our prizes and shames
Sometimes mine is heavy to pull up this hill but Ill sit and think just the same

Like I do sometimes in the end dear.
Your eyes have seen enough
the pinch of grief and the its wounded thief wont steal your love.
In the end dear though the road was long and tough.
The light in you will shine above.

It will.