The song waivers and falters and flees from my mind.
My grip squeezes tighter but nothing doing, I'm out of time.
Fighting the tears and cold I can't leap into unknown.
What am I to do if all I've loved is not for me?
Can I begin again with my passions drained?
Her name, her eyes, her hair, her voice.
A flame livens when any come to me.
Being forced into the world makes me feel lost.
What of these counters to what I have thought?
Help surely will find me, before I fail and die.
Keep it together now, it's far too much to entertain.
A hug, a kiss, a smile, a touch.
Bring me knowledge and assurance.
Can it be tomorrow today?