What if I woke up tomorrow
And I couldn't sing
The truth is
I don't really know just what that'd mean
But maybe I'd be relieved to find out
That silence is sweeter than doubt

What if I woke up tomorrow
And I couldn't laugh
The truth is
I don't really know just what I'd lack
But maybe I'd be relieved not miss
What everyone else brags is bliss

Could it be true that I've been so tired
That I could not sit still and
I could not say no
Could it be true that I've been so wired
That I could not give in long enough
To let go, to let go

What if I woke up tomorrow
And I couldn't play
The truth is I don't really know if
I'd be brave
Or if I'd give in to the obvious news
That I've been mis-using my muse

Could it be true that I've been so tired
That I could not sit still and
I could not say no
Could it be true that I've been so wired
That I could not give in long enough
To let go, to let go

What if I woke up tomorrow
And I couldn't love
The truth is that is something
I am petrified of
But maybe I'd be relieved to find out
That grieving is what love's about

Could it be true that I've been so tired
That I could not sit still and
I could not say no
Could it be true that I've been so wired
That I could not give in long enough
To let go, to let go

I just wanted to be a chandelier
Shamelessly swinging through a maze of fear
I just wanted to be the light
The love... sailing through the darkness
I just wanted to be a chandelier
Shamelessly swinging through a maze of fear
I just wanted to be the light
The love... sailing through the darkness