If there's Sunday in their eyes
and they can't disguise it
Half-sick of shadows grayer
than the fair Elaine knows
It's four hours after twelve
and you're scared of yourself
Feeling so afraid
like a child in an air-raid
And if there's only one reason
to live in this world
I'll find it
And if there's only one reason
to give of yourself
Ask the lonely and the dying
If your drowning in the doubt
as the candle goes out
Faces at the window
and a whispering that won't go
Focus on the dawn
and the promise of morning
Look ahead of winter
Let the breath of summer into you
They're always waiting for morning
Always waiting for light to come around
Always waiting for morning
and the light to come shining in