Under My Light ver.2 - harusari
Lamp light circles on my page
Another night, another stage
Coffee's cold but dreams are warm
In this little perfect storm
Pencil shavings, scattered thoughts
Fighting battles no one's fought
In the flow of my small world
Where my future gets unfurled
Like a prayer that's whispered low
Under my light I can see it
All the dreams I still believe in
In this circle made of gold
My tomorrow starts to unfold
When the world goes dark outside
This small flame becomes my guide
Under my light, under my light
Hope burns bright through the night
Pages filled with midnight plans
Drawing maps with trembling hands
Every note a stepping stone
Building castles on my own
In this corner of the world
I'm becoming what I've heard
In the warmth of amber rays
I can see my brighter days
Like a lighthouse in the dark
Under my light I can see it
All the dreams I still believe in
In this circle made of gold
My tomorrow starts to unfold
When the world goes dark outside
This small flame becomes my guide
Under my light, under my light
Hope burns bright through the night
They say the darkest hour
Comes before the dawn
But here beneath this little sun
I'm never truly gone
Every hero had a moment
Sitting just like this
With nothing but a dream
And the courage to persist
Under my light I can see it
All the dreams I still believe in
In this circle made of gold
My tomorrow starts to unfold
When the world goes dark outside
This small flame becomes my guide
Under my light, under my light
Hope burns bright, burns so bright
Through the night, through the night
I'll be alright
Lamp light circles on my page
Setting dreams upon the stage
In this little perfect storm
Hope keeps me warm