I Stretch My Hands,
To The Maximum Strength..
Searching For A Light,
Of Perfect Wavelength..
A Blind Hope Is Wandering,
And Looking For Its Sight..
I''ll Burn The Candle,
Till The End Of The Fight..
All I Need,
Is Your Love And Faith..
And I Can Make A Life,
In The Valley Of Death..
Just Be There For Me,
In Your Own Loving Way..
Deep In Your Heart,
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Love is like a candle and can indeed get us through the valley of death! Well said.