Let the light flow. Soft, gentle light. Let the light flow like a river. A storm in the distance, echoes rumbling, Finally, your name rings out like thunder. Two minutes from the rain, yet so quiet I can breathe again; this is my home. I hang up the phone, my fingers tapping out a rhythm, That melody is stuck in my head. Let everything in the room go quiet... Only the melody plays in my mind. Something light, Something familiar. I feel it With all my heart. No more talking, Let it go. I close my eyes And let things take their course. Soft light, let things take their course, Let it sink into my soul. Soft light, let things take their course, Until the morning calls me home. Let things take their course, let things take their course. Until the morning takes me home. Let things take their course… Let things take their course, take their course
