The Light

I've nothing but a pen and a note pad. To write my thoughts. I've nothing but an old friend. To untie all the knots. And I know I've to go away. Gonna vanish in the light. But there's something that's gonna stay. Those are my thoughts shinning so bright. My words are my might. They will keep me warm. They will guide me at night. They'll save me from all the storms. And I know I won't get lost. I'll find my place between the stars. I'm not gonna stray like a ghost. I'll stay as a rhyme in your heart. That's where I belong. That's my home. And I hope I'm not wrong. Because soon I'll be gone