Edison would spin in his grave
To ever see the light that you gave
The universe just vanished out of sight
And all the stars collapsed behind the pitch black night
And I can barely see your face in front of mine
But it is knowing you are there that makes me fine
Edison would spin in his grave To ever see the light that you gave
The universe just vanished out of sight And all the stars collapsed behind the pitch black night And I can barely see your face in front of mine But it is knowing you are there that makes me fine
perfect