Rose Colored Light

I thought I was on my way

But winter came and nothing gold can stay

I thought you were on my side

But you have hid yourself in places I can't find

I remember in the back of west end

How the rose colored light used to seep in

And you would call my name

From that shepherd boy in the stained glass window pane

And in that moment all of life made sense to me

I am tired of chasing all the ghosts inside my head

And when the demons come there no defense or trace of who I was

So now I'm up in arms and all alone and asking for your help

When they sound the horn and the music plays I pray you love me still

Maybe what I need to do is sit in here and wait

I've never claimed to be a patient man but this would try the saints

And maybe god is in the shadows underneath this dusty pew

Waiting for me to take notice but instead I notice you

Who am I to ask you to comply?

I am not fit to live but you were not fit to die

My voice is so weak and small tonight

But if you could spare a whisper, you just might save my life

If could shine the rose colored light