I'll Be Your Eyes

When you wake up in the morning 
I want to be the sunlight as it first reaches your face 
And when your eyes are wet from mourning 
I want to be the song the radio plays 

With every step you take you’re drifting 
I want to be the antique compass that you keep to guide your way 
If every road you walk is endless 
I want to be the song the radio plays 

There are shadows in light 
From all the ghosts passing by 
But when you need to see the truth from a lie 
I’ll be your eyes 

When the sun hides for the evening 
I can be the incandescent light that shines on your mistakes 
But if you leave to find the meaning 
I want to be the song the radio plays