Why try and keep You a secret
Why be blinded by the night
There are 7 billion people but it's a lonely world
Why wouldn't I let you see the light

Why would I hide You in the shadows,
When this flame is dying for a hill
Say what they want about the straight and narrow
But it's the bends and curves that kill

Cause it only takes a spark to set the heart on fire

I climb the mountain and I'll hold the light until
We are a city on a hill, city on a hill
We'll walk together and we won't let go until
We are a city on a hill, city on a hill

Why am I so scared of conversations, am I so sure I'll turn you off
Maybe if you knew the whole story, you'd understand it all

Cause [bad word] has a way of breaking through