[Verse 1]
I carry a lantern, though my hands are worn,
Through fields of briar and nights forlorn.
The flame’s not big, just a flicker, a spark,
But it cuts through the shadows, lighting the dark.
[Chorus]
Little sources of light, like stars in the night,
Guiding the lost when the road's out of sight.
You never know whose way they’ll ignite,
Little sources of light, little sources of light.
[Verse 2]
Left one by the willow where the river bends,
Another on the ridge where the cold wind descends.
A glow on the path where the tall grass sways,
For a stranger to find on their hardest of days.
[Prechorus]
It’s not the blaze, it’s the steady gleam,
That turns the dark into a dream.
[Chorus]
Little sources of light, like stars in the night,
Guiding the lost when the road's out of sight.
You never know whose way they’ll ignite,
Little sources of light, little sources of light.
[Bridge]
One flame can kindle a thousand more,
It’s the smallest spark that starts the roar.
Leave your glow where the shadows creep,
For the world’s a lantern we all must keep.