There's a light, covers up my doorway
Flickering light, never run away
And I might, I might be going your way
Say who might, might help me on my way
Mmm, what a sight, sight to burn the ego
Keep you warm and never let go
And the light coming my way,
Compared to what others have seen
Napoleon the strong he once had it
As a sound that was loud in his dream
And I stand, locked before the four ways
Wind and snow, heaven and I
I belong wherever men like that stay
I can feel it burning in my eyes
And the light coming my way
Compared to what others have seen
Napoleon the strong he once had it
As a sound that was loud in his dream
