The Light from One

Ane Brun

I'm holding your torch 
I won't hold it no more 
You can have it, take it, use it 
I'm holding your torch 
I won't hold it no more 
You can have it, take it, use it 

I'll need both my hands to hold my own 
I'll need only one light, the light from one 

I'm in your room 
We've been here for weeks now 
Your windows are painted with nothing real 
I hear music 
Filtering through it all 
I press my ears against the wall 

I'll need both my hands... 
I'll need only one light... 

Before it gets dark 
Before it's all gone 
I know I have to put yours down 
The light is going down 
Our torches 
They are both fading 

I'll need both my hands... 
I'll need only one light...