For the nights I wonder Which blame is mine The sun Slips into the sea I can count to ten Before I stumble Upon The memory of you I try to concentrate On the air Rushing in and out of my lungs I can hear your call In the distance As the wind blows The entire world Stood still Where is this beauty In my darkest days? Much less than I was Much less than I could've been The light of your love Still shines through The blame is on me For everything I've done Incapable of joy Incapable of love