A seed, growing without a home to feed
Illusion, it only made a lonely me
This child in my mind seeks a way
To light the fire of blissfulness
And all the while we do our best to
Bring alive the days when we felt free
To the lighthouse
Remember what its like to be in a light space
Some troubles only find their homes on the long roads
As time passes by seek a way
To spread the fire of blissfulness
So every child can do their best
To bring alive the space where they are free