Ray of light,
I'm looking for a ray of light,
The 'I hate myself and I choose
to beat myself up about it blues',
I don't need that stuff no more,
To fuck my life up and obscure my ray of light,
I'm looking for a ray of light.

A Christmas card a birthday cake,
A phone call from an old soul mate,
A hand of hope across the wire,
A moment's truce a day's ceasefire,
Something good along the way,
I'll keep searching for that ray of light.

If they took an X-ray of my soul,
They'd find a shadow as black as coal,
And behind my ribs a heavy heart,
That breathes and lives there in the dark,
I don't need that stuff no more,
To fuck my life up and obscure my ray of light.