It's beyond me why you always second guess the things you're offering,

why won't you just take things as they are?

Is the reason rooted in your broken heart returned, ripped into pieces?

The weight of blame hanging from your head.



Would you be

the light by which I return?



Will my influence make up your mind or can you make it on your own? 

"Cause I can't wait on you anymore.

Is there an answer lost inside your head beneath the lies and discontent?

I'm betting all I've got on what you have.



Would you be

the light by which I return?



To see your smiling face there helps me everytime I need it. 



It's beyond me why you always second guess the things you're offering,

why won't you just take things as they are?



Would you be

the light by which I return?