Candles
I tried to do all that I canBut the churches have run out of candlesI tried to give you all I ownBut the bankers have run out of loaners
It’s always just that little bit moreThat doesn’t get you what you’re looking for
I tried to block the cabin doorBut the churches have run out of candlesI tried to lend a helping handBut the rooms have all run out of pamphletsI tried to cook it up and turnThe kitchen has run out of canned bits
It’s always just that little bit moreThat doesn’t get you what you’re looking for
I tried a beggin on the cabin floorBut the churches have run out of candlesTurn one day in the cathedralI finally lit you a candleAnd all along the vaulted hallsThe virgins did smile from their mantles
It’s always just that little bit moreThat doesn’t get you what you’re looking forBut gets you where you need to goBut the churches have run out of candles
It’s always just that little bit moreThat doesn’t get you what you’re looking forBut gets you where you need to goBut the churches have run out of candles
It’s always just that little bit moreThat doesn’t get you what you’re looking forBut gets you where you need to goBut the churches have run out of candles