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