In the midst of World War II
With tensions running high
Off the eastern seaboard
One dark and foggy night
A captain sighted out ahead
Just off the starboard side
The beacon of another ship
The two would soon collide

"Adjust your course 10 degrees to the north"
He radioed ahead
And much to his amazement
The ship replied instead
"Adjust your course 10 degrees to the south"
The captain felt a chill
His eyes grew cold and narrow
And the two drew closer still

"I'm the captain of this vessel
And this is a command
Adjust your course 10 degrees to the north
Or receive a reprimand"
Again, the voice replying
Was calm and smooth as glass
"Adjust your course 10 degrees to the south
I'm a seaman second class"
"I'm a U.S. naval destroyer"
Snapped the captain with a shout
"Now adjust your course 10 degrees
No discussion, over and out"
They drew unnervingly closer
His eyes fixed on the light
This time the voice ripped through the air
Like lightning tears the night

I am the Lighthouse
I'm the Lighthouse
The path you choose is perilous
Destruction lies ahead if you delay
But if you'll trust Me
I will lead you through safely
Adjust your course
And you'll be on your way
I'm the Lighthouse

How many years will a man stay blind
Before he learns to see
And how many doors will a man kick down
While I offer him the key
And as I begin to light the way
Will he fail to recognize
That I'm there to light his path
Not blind his eyes
I'm the Lighthouse
I'm the Lighthouse
The path you choose is perilous
Destruction lies ahead if you delay
But if you'll trust Me
I will lead you through safely
Adjust your course
And you'll be on your way
You'll be on your way
You'll be on your way