Barely

I can't stop looking at all these old pictures

Ask me why and I will not lie

I still have tears for the father and the daughter

Captured by the Kodachrome eye

30 years since he helped me with homework

25 since he showed me the game

He taught me so much it don't seem right

Now the candle has barely a flame

No way to see him

He can't hear my call

There's no way to reach him

He can't talk at all

I ask myself was there more I could've done

If I could do more even now

The answer that comes back every single time

is "I really don't know, I really don't know how."

20 years since I walked out the door

17 since the anger went away

I've stopped adding the heartaches I caused

Now the candle has barely a flame

REPEAT CHORUS

He saw the nightmare coming

Slowly but surely losing control

He knew the only way to stop it

Was to blow the candle, blow the candle out

10 years since he cried in front of me

Many more since we drifted apart

Too late now for the things that mattered

Now the candle has barely a flame

No way to see him

He can't hear my call

No way to reach him . . .