Just beside the door the bold and certain hand That turned the dragons trembled He touched the Holy Lamp and faintly saw his feet
And just beside the door, his pure uncertain tears The burden fell so tender and in the darkest night a rose grew by his feet
Stand beside me now, I've been in your place And you've been in mine And the only difference is our space and time And the only light is somehow in the lamp That's at your feet Why can't you see?