When I was a kid I held on so tight
I held on so tight when I was a kid
Then life opened up like a little rose
So I stopped right there and opened up my nose
And there was some hope that fate would come and reveal it's magic in everyone
That love alone would break the spell and retire that metaphor of hell
These are the halves that make us whole
Despite all reason, no control
We're hesitating at the light
We're stepping blind into the night