Linda Eder Follow

Hurry through the night, past the shuttered houses
Towards a solitary light
Burning in the window near a figure in a chair
Always sitting there quiet as a prayer

Does he close his eyes weary with the weight of being
Suddenly so wise?
Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight
Deep into the night, praying that he's right?

Every evening I can see his shadow on the shade
And I don't feel so alone or so afraid

There's a candle in the window every night
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see
That candle in the window every night
Burning like the yearning to be free
Far away and dim kept alive by him

Seven blocks away before I go to bed I fall down
On my knees and pray
That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more
Till he finds a way, this is what I pray

And I wonder does he see me passing by each night
As I look up to find his patch of light

There's a candle in the window every night
Reflecting all our hopes and dreams
Or so it seems to me as I look up to see
That candle in the window shining bright
Burning like the yearning to be free
Far away and dim kept alive by him

Hurry through the night towards a solitary light