Candlelight

It’s late at night by candlelight while I’m sitting here at home 
picking on this old guitar without you in my arms.  
The lightning flashed and something crashed and 
all the lights went dim – ain’t it funny how 
the storm outside is how I feel within.  
I don’t know how it happened that you 
up and went away and don’t know how 
the weather works on any given day.

                                  Refrain: 
And all I know is the wind still blows no matter what I do 
even when I’m picking on these six strings without you.  
As my life goes on from song to song 
while you’re out running free.  
I’d burn every candle I could find 
if it would bring you back to me. 
 

Every time the light goes out something 
changes in my mind; the love we had not long ago 
is drifting down the line.  Like a rolling train 
in a tunnel made inside a mountain high; 
I feel so lost without you now it feels like I could die.  
Right here in my sadness and these low down hurting ways; 
this candle fire lifts me up higher than all these rainy days.   

                                 Refrain: 
And all I know is the wind still blows no matter what I do 
even when I’m picking on these six strings without you.  
As my life goes on from song to song 
while you’re out running free.  
I’d burn every candle I could find
if it would bring you back to me.  


I sure hope that the light returns 
in my house and in my soul; it’s hard to see 
right front of me ever since you hit the road.  
It seems all I have are these memories and melodies 
and dreams; and every night the lights go out 
you’re all that I can see.  I’m like a blind man 
in the darkness all my colors turned to gray 
so I’ll keep this candle burning 
hoping you’ll come back some day.  

                             Refrain: 
And all I know is the wind still blows no matter what I do 
even when I’m picking on these six strings without you.  
As my life goes on from song to song 
while you’re out running free.  
I’d burn every candle I could find 
if it would bring you back to me. 


As my life goes on from song to song 
while you’re out running free.  
I’d burn every candle I could find 
from now until the end of time 
if it would bring you back to me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 7:10 PM
Melancholy and so sweet Terry. Your gift of writing is so alive in all your verses and this is no exception. I love how your rhyme wanders through the lines, not necessarily at the end. It makes it unique to the reader.
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