I saw you pass from shadow into lightnAs the snow was fallingnFrom behind the car into the headlightnEveryone I saw was stallingnFrom where I sit I have a very good viewnOf all the people passing bynEveryone somehow reminds me of younAnd all of those timesnMaybe this is the end of the very dark hoursnMaybe this is the end of the very great towersnI spend all these quiet hours by myselfnAnd in myself am growing strongnAll these songs that just collect on the shelfnWhile the hours grow longnMaybe this is the end of the very dark hoursnMaybe this is the end of the very great towernIt’s all falling down around me nownGonna rebuild again somehownIt’s all falling down around me nownGonna rebuild again somehownAgain somehow…nI saw the starlight coming through the oaksnWhile all around we were laughingnWalked a mile to get there through the snownTo celebrate the seasons passingnI saw you pass from shadow into lightnAs the snow was fallingnFrom behind the car into the headlightnEveryone I saw was stalling