Coming Home For You

At the end of the dark
the light begins to dance
it leaves a spot – then a mark
which tears at the glass
rushing towards the sky
just to see….. the sunshine
this shadow in the dark
a tower at the end
this road to Rome
I've seen the light
fought the darkness
and the cold of night
the rushing of the waves
stand still –
I'm coming home…..
for you.