Come to me in my darkest hour. When the sun goes down. And the fact that I never wandered. On unfamiliar ground. Maybe I'm walking on the wild. That can never leave me out. So I hold tight to the edge of the night. And I fight on and wait for the light. And I hold fast to the here and the now. 'Till the sun comes back around. How could I let so many miles. Come between our hearts?. Does it beat for the loving side. When the fighting starts?. Taught me well to unleash hell. But not how to shut it down. So I hold tight to the edge of the night. And I fight on and wait for the light. And I hold fast to the here and the now. 'Till the sun comes back around. Thoughts of you cut through the doom. As I stand alone on this wall. If I die tell me will it matter. Whichever side I have on the fall?. No my dear it won't matter at all. Oh my dear it won't matter. Thoughts that flash in the calm. That casts long shadows of doubt. No matter how far down your heart. They just spill our lives. So I hold tight to the edge of the night. And I fight on and wait for the light. And I hold fast to the here and the now. Hope that tomorrow is found. And I'm standing here. When the sun comes back around