Light of the world 
Are you still here? 
And are we illuminating? 
When love becomes a delicate display 
So weak, dissolved by anything 

Love lies here waiting all alone 
Can a king be a king 
Weighed down? 

Our hearts, a bubble maker's dream 
Moved on by winds of everything 
As we deny that love is still the king 
Not as weak as we make him out to be 

Love lies here waiting all alone 
Can a king be a king 
Weighed down? 

Weighed down 
Weighed down 
Weighed down 
Weighed down