Veins would stutter through your hands Holding on to someday plans We played all your favorite songs When those plans turned out all wrong Blood runs thick in losing fists It was a war we couldn't win Lights grow dim in cancer wings But I don't need light to sing If there's a chance you're listening I'll sing Your song I'll be strong Sing when the light's out When it's quiet And you're gone Saw your leaves turn gold and fall I'm still singing all your songs Songs you left me, songs that stayed You were singing the other day Sing Your song I'll be strong Sing with the lights out And it's dark and You're gone Blood runs thick in desperate limbs It was a war we couldn't win Light grows dim in cancer wings But I don't need light to sing There's a chance you're listening