I tried to do all that I canBut the churches have run out of candlesI tried to give you all I ownBut the bankers have run out of loanersIt's always just that little bit moreThat doesn't get you what you're looking forI tried to block the cabin doorBut the churches have run out of candlesI tried to lend a helping handBut the rooms have all run out of pamphletsI tried to cook it up in thereThe kitchen has run out of candlesIt's always just that little bit moreThat doesn't get you what you're looking forI tried a banging on the cabin floorBut the churches have run out of candlesThen one day in the cathedralI finally lit you a candleAnd all along the vaulted hallsThe virgins did smile from their mantlesIt's always just that little bit moreThat doesn't get you what you're looking forBut gets you where you need to goBut the churches have run out of candles