Somebody hold my hand, And tell me I’ll pass Tell me that I don’t just ride for a fall every night and day Tell me that my time will come. Somebody sit next to me as I dive in my thoughts, And tell me they’re just riddles Tell me they won’t bother me anymore Tell me they’re no big of a deal. Somebody come along’ And tell me I’m not worthless as they say Tell me I’m not a walking corpse nor a clown Tell me I too deserve a big smile. Somebody look in my eyes And tell me that my tears count Tell me you know my pain, that I’m not a crybaby And tell me that no matter after how long, I’ll make it out.
