I am a moth that loves the precious flame
That flickers on these dark and lonely nights
Guiding me home in hopes that it will tame
My lonely thoughts that I'll forever fight.
This precious flame, it flickers in my heart
And gives me hope to carry on once more,
And when this world decides to tear apart
My dreams, I then know what I'm living for:
I'm living on in hopes that I can see
The flame that soothes this lonely, bitter soul,
And when I see the flame nourishing me,
I'll keep it close and never let it go.
I am a moth drawn to a pretty fire
That gives my heart everything it desires.