I need a hand to walk in the dark
I need to love to walk in the dark
To feel a warm breath, to hear a soft voice
Could help me to walk in the dark

I need a shield to walk in the fire
I need a cold sword to cut down the fire
To stand high above, the crisp of the flames
Could help me to walk through the fire

I’d like to see a happy walk in this life
Full of the hearts that make up this life
And have pictures of joy and cool garden springs
And help me to walk in the dark
They help me to walk in the dark

Well I’m sitting right here, I’ma reading myself
“My hope in life” a good book on the shelf
With kisses of wisdom and truth
Embracing the real absolute
With a love that enfolds you
And a story that holds you

Oh wouldn’t it be nice if it all needn’t to rhyme
And if every clock stopped
No voices to hold you in fear
And know that heaven’s not losing
From the figures I’m using
I could be way off of the mark
Could be way off of the mark
…Like a soul lost in the dark…

Well I’m sitting right here I’ma reading myself
“ My hope in life” a book on the shelf
With kisses of wisdom and truth
With pieces of real absolute
Now my heart shouldn’t hurry
And I needn’t to worry about a
…Point out in the dark…a point out in the dark…
…A goddam point out in the dark

Cause I have a hand to walk in the dark
I have a love to walk in the dark
I feel a warm breath, and hear a soft voice
They help me to walk in the dark
I feel a warm breath, and hear a soft voice
They help me to walk in the dark