It’s all got a bit big on me and I don’t know what to do,
Is there a hand to reach out to, someone to cling to.
It would mean a lot to me and I would appreciate the thought,
Because you really don’t have to but it’s the thought that counts.
When I let the animals out will you flinch at all,
It would be good if you didn’t bat an eyelid when I reach the wall,
In the eye of the storm you could keep me warm and I’d be forever thankful.
And if there was something I could do in return, you would be grateful.
It would be nice if you said stuff about my inner strength,
I can listen gobsmacked for a great length.
You might tell me I had something to give,
It is such a great feeling makes me want to live.
If you took the time you could see through the veneer,
Praps take it all in and stay right here
I could believe you, when you say, that it’s going to be alright,
And I could believe you, when you say it’s going to be a long night.