Songwriter: Matt Slocum
Producer: Armand John Petri
Deep inside the darkest night
Is drinking in the light
From pinholes pricked, holy needle knicked
In a canopy of white
I'm alone, i'm alone
And i'm beating my soul
To make it bleed a drop of hope
Then i'll drink it up in a golden cup
And let it grow inside
And i fear that you've gone away
But you must be somewhere near
The fire fades so the deepest shades
Slowly trickle down the wall
In a room i hide will i come outside
And have some kind of fall
All my words, all my words
They have lost all their worth
Nothing's good enough for anyone
And the look on my face
Leaves a subtle trace of the change
That is to come
Is drinking in the light
From pinholes pricked, holy needle knicked
In a canopy of white
I'm alone, i'm alone
And i'm beating my soul
To make it bleed a drop of hope
Then i'll drink it up in a golden cup
And let it grow inside
And i fear that you've gone away
But you must be somewhere near
The fire fades so the deepest shades
Slowly trickle down the wall
In a room i hide will i come outside
And have some kind of fall
All my words, all my words
They have lost all their worth
Nothing's good enough for anyone
And the look on my face
Leaves a subtle trace of the change
That is to come
more tracks from the album
From the album
- This Beautiful Mess (1995)
Sixpence None the Richer popular songs
- Kiss Me
- There She Goes
- Breathe Your Name
- Don’t Dream It’s Over
- Christmas for Two
- Kiss Me (Live In Hollywood)
- Love Salvation The Fear Of Death
- Falling Leaves
- Deeper
- Carol of the Bells
- Should Not Be This Hard
- I’ve Been Waiting
- Angels We Have Heard on High
- Radio
- I Just Wasn’t Made for These Times
- Go Your Way
- Brighten My Heart
- Around
- Down and Out of Time
- Too Far Gone
- We Have Forgotten
- Don’t Dream It’s Over (radio edit)
- Circle of Error
- The Garden