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