Brian May - Back to the Light Lyrics
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Back to the Light
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What Are The Lyrics For Back to the Light By Brian May?
Far, far from the light
Hear the night creatures call With a cold breath they howl All the hollow hours They're calling you I'll be there No matter what your going through In the dark I care I'm holding on, I'm hoping on It's still the same old me inside Back to the Light Back to the streets that are paved with gold Back to the Light Back to the land where the sunshine heals my soul Deep deep in the night When the world fills with tears And the wind blows Colder and colder it grows And the fire dims With the same old fears I'll be there Though maybe you don't hear me babe I still care No matter when, I'll still be there When you make it to the other side I'm going back Back to the Light Back to the light Back to the streets that are paved with gold Back to the Light Goin' back to the land Where the sunshine heals my soul On and on Searching for a clearer view Winning and losing an inner war Wonder what we do it for Though the road seems never ending Hold on to the hope I'm sending through No matter what your going through In the dark I care I'm holding on, believe it We'll be walking in the light 'Cause they'll be no place left to hide Back to the Light Back to the streets that are paved with gold Back to the Light I'm goin' back to land Where the sunshine heals my soul Yeah yeah yeah Back to the light |
Who Wrote Back to the Light By Brian May?
Brian May
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