Trade Martin (USA)

A Candle's Flame reaches high....,
'Tho it wavers from God's wind....,
His light will never die....,
He's touched so many deep within.

There's no conclusion in our hearts...,
'Cause lives must go on....,
His spirit still remains....,
'Tho we feel so alone.
Our souls have the strength....,
To withstand the harshest pain...,
And as nights turn into days...,
Our minds will breathe again.

Time has the power....,
To heal us as we age....,
Then love becomes an echo....,
A sound that never fades.
When our heavenly father calls...,
We'll answer with the truth...,
No other way to face it....,
The end commences from our youth.

A Candle's Flame reaches high....,
'Tho it wavers from God's wind....,
His light will never die....,
He's touched so many deep within.

A Candle's Flame reaches high....,
And his light....., will never die.