White Light

rough stones cast my way
form the path i follow in life
this heart is only made of clay
shape it or break it you hold the knife

i'd rather have one true friend
than a thousand fake ones
will you stay till the very end?
i'll go first and drop our guns

when worlds form against us
i'll stand by and believe
and when all becomes stardust
our love will still bleed

beyond the stars we'll find a home
everything will be alright
you will never be alone
i bathe you in white light