Even on the darkest night when empty promise means empty hands
And soldiers coming home like shadows turning red
When the lights of hope are fading quickly then look to me
I'll be your homing angel, I'll be in your head
Because you're lonely in your nightmare, let me in
And there's heat beneath your winter, let me in
I see the delta traces living lonely out on the limb
Must be lucky weather when you find the kind of wind that you need
Come on show me all the light and shade that made your name