Light My Candle - Tinashe/Brennin Hunt/Jonathan Larson/Rent Live Orchestra

Lyrics by：Jonathan Larson

Composed by：Jonathan Larson

Arranged by：Stephen Oremus

Produced by：Stephen Oremus

What'd you forget

Got a light

I know you you're you're shivering

It's nothing they turned off my heat

And I'm just a little weak on my feet

Would you light my candle

What are you staring at

Nothing your hair in the moonlight

You look familiar

Can you make it

Just haven't eaten much today

At least the room stopped spinning anyway

What

Nothing your smile reminded me of

I always remind people of

Who is she

She died her name was April

It's out again

Sorry about your friend

Would you light my candle

Well

Yeah ow

Oh the wax it's

Dripping

I like it between my

Fingers I figured

Oh well goodnight

It blew out again

No I think that I dropped my stash

I know I've seen you out and about

When I used to go out

Your candle's out

I'm illin' I had it when I walked in the door

It was pure

Is it on the floor

The floor

They say that I have the best a*s

Below 14th street is it true

What

You're staring again

Oh no I mean you do have a nice

I mean you look familiar

Like your dead girlfriend

Only when you smile

But I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else

Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club

That's where I work I dance

Help me look

Yes

They used to tie you up

It's a living

I didn't recognize you without the handcuffs

We could light the candle

Oh won't you light the candle

Why don't you forget that stuff

You look like you're sixteen

I'm nineteen but I'm old for my age

I was born to be bad

I once was born to be bad

I used to shiver like that

I have no heat I

I used to sweat

I got a cold

Uh huh I used to be a junkie

But now and then I like to

Uh huh

Feel good

Oh here this

What's that

Candy bar wrapper

We could light the candle

Oh what'd you do with my candle

That was my last match

Our eyes'll adjust

Thank God for the moon

Maybe it's not the moon at all

I hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street

Bah humbug bah humbug

Cold hands

Yours too

Big like my father's

Do you wanna dance

With you

With my father

I'm Roger

They call me they call me

Mimi