There's a little light always shining bright In a window at the end of the lane
There is someone there in her opkin chair By that window at the end of the lane
And though the road is long and filled with many a turning
Someday I'll win my way back where that someone is yearning
When my dreams come true, I will be there too
By that window at the end of the lane
And though the road is long and filled with many a turning
Someday I'll win my way back where that someone is yearning
When my dreams come true, I will be there too
By that window at the end of the lane
