yeah I got busted
so I used my one phone call
to dedicate a song to you
on the radio
yeah I got busted
in custody I imagined our melody
being played on a grand piano
(bridge)
I saw your face in front of me
it was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
(chorus)
and it was you,
cause you are the light
by which I travel into this and that
you are the light, you are the light
by which I travel into this and that
yeah I got busted
I painted a dirty word on your old man's Mercedes Benz
'cause you told me to do it
yeah I got busted
but soon they released me
cause the cops were sad
and they didn't know how to prove it, oh
(bridge)
it's all so obvious, so obvious
why would anyone need a map or a compass
it's so beautiful to be guided by you
'cause you are the light, you are the light
by which I travel into this and that
you are the light, you are the light
by which I travel into this and that
you are the light, light
you are the light, light