to you, with your eyes so bright and sincere:

underneath you know well
you have nothing to fear.
for the dreams that came to you when so young
you were told of a life where spring is sprung.
you would seem so frail in the cold of the night
when the armies of emotion
go out to fight.
but while the earth sinks to its grave
you sail to the sky on the crest of a wave.
so forget this cruel world where I belong
i'll just sit and wait and sing my song.
and if one day you should see me in the crowd
lend a hand and lift me to your place in the cloud.