 Yeah, I got busted
So I used my one phone call to dedicate
A song to you on the radio
Yeah, I got busted
In custody, I imagined our melody
Being played on a grand piano
I saw your face in front of me
It was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you
'Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that
Yeah, I got busted
I painted a dirty word on your old man's Mercedes-Benz
'Cause you told me to do it
Yeah, I got busted
But soon they released me 'cause the cops were sad
And they didn't know how to prove it
Oh, I saw your face in front of me
It was perfect clarity
I saw a light in the end of the tunnel
And it was you
'Cause you are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that
It's all so obvious, so obvious
Why would anyone need a map or a compass?
It's so beautiful
To be guided by you
'Cause you are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light
You are the light by which I travel into this and that
You are the light, light
You are the light, light
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