I know that you care,
but right now I just don't see how this could end well,
and its just the beginning.
I usually play it by ear,
Knowing there's nothing to fear.
But carelessness drives a fast car and I'm walking.
I'm worried and alone, and I'm feeling prone
to fall on my face.
I'm scared to leave this comfortable space.
Pushed out of the womb and into the tomb
But if I don't die, how can I live?
where will I go? I'm scared to be alone!
Do I trust you'll be there? --(...Somthing about lilies and birds of the air...)
I want someone with skin on
...sometimes they just seem more real.
But I know that no one is more real than You.
You ran to me, I'll fall to You.
There isn't anything else I can do.
Tomorrow's a worrier,
and he's full of himself,
So I'll set him back down
up on the shelf.
We'll read that story tomorrow.