Friend's Father's Mother

Calling my name from a place far away I could be dreaming; I'll be hearing Tons of times seem to form in my mind They all end in lined I will be here, help to soak up the fear And all the bad dreams that come calling Outside your room you'll find company The stars are falling Show me the way, it seems so far away But comes closer when I touch you And you move on, go from one world into another Can it be real? Can this not be healed? Do you not deserve a second chance? The ball's still in swing and it's your turn to sing Your turn to have that last dance Come first light of day, I will kneel and I'll pray... Like the young man I am With my face turned from the mirror With my face turned from the window With my eyes avoiding my shadow Like the young man I am With my face turned from the mirror With my face turned from the obvious We will all become oblivious Like the young man I am I will kneel and I'll pray On the first light of day That I forget it all someday Like the young man I am I will go on Like the young man I am I will go on Like the young man I am I will go on Like the young man I am I will go on I will go on