There's a particle of light, and it makes things right. It makes them all right. They just don't behave, like a wave. I can see your eye, wandering in the night. And we can tag along, until the morning. I could take your hand, wondering if it's right. Or is this feeling, just a warning? The particle of light, doesn't know how to behave. But if the heart will feel upright, then we can ride that wave. I can see your eye, wandering in the night. And we can tag along, until the morning. I could take your hand, wondering if it's right. Or just a warning, a warning. A particle of light, it feels all right. It tends to behave, like a wave. A wave of emotion, even the moon's not right. It sways the ocean, but just a particle of life. A particle of life. A particle of life. A particle of life. A particle of life. A particle of life.