When all the candles burn
And the light hits my face
I stand here humbled
With a thousand dreams to chase
I look outside and a view reaches my eyes
Lots of clouds about to rise
Before the rain crashes down on me
I want you to know that I'm free
Thoughts from the chapel
When all the candles burn
And the light hits my face
I stand here humbled
With a thousand dreams to chase
I look outside and a view reaches my eyes
Lots of clouds about to rise
Before the rain crashes down on me
I want you to know that I'm free