Lyrics Feed The Light - Joan As Police Woman

Feed the light
I want to fight about it now
You won't be lost, you won't be found
You won't be lost
You won't be called out by me

For sure, I love you
But you still believe that blossoms
Understand when hit with cold hard wind
It's not the end, just changing climate
For sure

Be sure to feed the light
Just feel your right to get it wrong
It's not the end, it never ends
You won't be lost, you won't be found
Unless you want to be found