Linda Eder

Candle In The Window

Hurry through the night

Past the shuttered houses

Towards a solitary light

Burning in a window near a figure in a chair

Always sitting there

Quiet as a prayer

Does he close his eyes?

Weary with the weight of being suddenly so wise.

Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight

Deep into the night

Praying that he's right

Every evening I can see a shadow on the shade

And I don't feel so alone or so afraid

There's a candle in the window every night

Reflecting all our hopes and dreams

Or so it seems to me as I look up to see

That candle in the window every night

Burning like the yearning to be free

Far away and dim

Kept alive by him

Seven blocks away

Before I go to bed I fall down on my knees and pray

That he will keep his candle burning just a moment more

Till he finds a way

This is what I pray

And I wonder does he see me passing by each night

As I look up to find his patch of light