The candle burns and flickers in the harsh light.
He wishes for darkness, so he may burn bright.
Everyone dreams and prays for the perfect amount of luck.
Cant you just feel it whenever your stuck?
Andy our love, feels as though it is just the same
Never ending, but thriving through tests and pain
don't look away whenever it becomes to dark
Listen to your guy and follow your heart.
Even when the flame starts to burn low
Burn the things you don't need, and don't need to know
Under every candle light is a worn, burnt wick
Reminding me of our love, and the bond which is thick
No one sees our flame. They just see the light and feel the heat
Some though, can see it flicker, and hear the heart beats.