Though Adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him well

He was alone into his distance, he was deep into his well

I could guess what he was laughing at, but I couldn't really tell

Now the stories told that Adam jumped, but I'm thinking that he fell

Together we went traveling, as we received the call

His destination India, and I had none at all

Oh, I still remember laughing with our backs against the wall

So free of fear, we never thought that one of us might fall

I sit before my only candle, but it's so little light to find my way

Now the story unfolds before my candle

Which is shorter ev'ry hour, as it reaches for the day

But I feel just like a candle, in a way

I guess I'll get there, but I wouldn't say for sure

When we parted we were laughing still, as our good-byes were said

And I never heard from him again, as each our lives we lead

Except for once in someone else's letter that I read

Until I heard the sudden word that a friend of mine was dead

I sit before my only candle, like a pilgrim sits beside the wave

Now this journey appears before my candle

As a song that's growing fainter, the harder I play

That I fear before I end will fade away

I guess I'll get there, but I wouldn't say for sure

Though Adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him long

And when I stood myself beside him, I never thought I was as strong

Still it seems he stopped his singing in the middle of his song

Well I'm not the one to say I know, but I'm hoping he was wrong

I'm holding out my only candle, but it's so little light to find my way

Now the story's been laid beneath my candle

And it's shorter ev'ry hour, as it reaches for the day

Yes, I feel just like a candle in a way

I hope I get there, but I'd never pray