THERE MUST BE LIGHTS
BUR NING BRIGH TER SOME WHERE
WHY
THERE MUST BE PEACE AND
STRONG WINDS OF PRO MISE
THAT WILL BLOW A WAY
WE'RE LOST IN A CLOUD
WITH TOO MUCH RAIN
WE'RE TRAPPED IN A WORLD
THAT'S TROU BLED
BUT AS LONG AS A MAN
HAS THE STRENGTH TO DREAM
STILL I AM SURE
THAT THE AN SWER'S
OUT THERE IN THE DARK
THERE'S A BE CKO NING CAN DLE
