Broken Light
I'm like a broken light
Trying to shine in the dead of night
Tears stream down my face
Like glass they hit the floor
I'm trying to step into the light
Before someone closes the door
Nobody's here to make me smile
I'm all alone, have been for a while
I'm a loner, I walk the streets alone
Nowhere to go, no place to call home
What good am I to anyone
'Cause even when I try with all my might
I am and always will be a broken light
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