Sugarloaf, NY

Saturday, September 24, 2005 2:24 PM

If I ever feel the light again
shining down on me



I won't have to tell you
How welcome it would be



I felt the light before
But I let it slip away

And I'll just keep on believing
That it'll come back someday

Sometimes I try to tell myself
The light was never real

Just a fantasy that used to be
The way I used to feel

But you and I know better
Even though it's been so long

Now if your memory really serves you well
You'll never tell me no wrong

It's not the spotlight
It's not the candlelight

It's not the streetlight
On some old street of dreams

It ain't the moonlight
Not even the sunlight

But I've seen it shining
in your eyes

And you know what I mean.
--'It's not the Spotlight,' by Beth Orton

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