A light in the window of hope

My Lord left a light in the window of hope, but I turned around to look the opposite way
and ended up swinging from the end of a rope, praying for another sunny day...

A world without light is a very lonely place
and it's a long way down when you fall from grace
Haunted are these memories that I can't erase
and the me I used to be is now gone without a trace

A distant memory lies behind my sight
of the light on my left that I left to take a right
but there was really nothing right that I could write or recite
about being caught up in the darkness of night

Alone in the world, befriended by the enemy
and turned further from the light so I could no longer see
The once innocent me I could no longer be
and I'm writing this to you so you don't become me

When you're lost in the dark, there is nowhere left to hide
and I listened as though true as the wicked tongue lied
The world...the world...the world is why I died
and if you think my head is scarred, you should see the inside

If you think my body's scarred, take a look at my heart
bleeding, crying, dying...slowly ripped apart
by a liar so clever, a fallen angel so smart
that he became the puppeteer while I played the lost-puppet part

Strung out, strung along, I became a demon on his strings
and destruction, pain and sadness is the song the demon sings
but within this demon and the hurt he brings
there's an angel slowly rising ready to spread his wings

Though I've turned from the darkness, I'm not safe yet
for the devil himself bet I'd fall to my regret
but he will never collect, though he pretends to forget
Jesus Christ already died to pay my debt...