It's beyond me why you always
Second guess the things you're offering
Why won't you just take things as they are?
Is the reason rooted in your broken heart
Returned, ripped into pieces?
The weight of blame hanging from your head
Would you be
The light by which I return?
Will my influence make up your mind
Or can you make it on your own?
'Cause I can't wait on you anymore
Is there an answer lost inside your head
Beneath the lies and discontent?
I'm betting all I've got on what you have
Would you be
The light by which I return?
It's beyond me why you always
Second guess the things you're offering
Why won't you just take things as they are?
Would you be
The light by which I return?
Would you be
(To see your smiling face there)
The light by which I return?
(Helps me every time I need it)
