always caring always mine still always reaching for what isn't there it just isn't there at all the smallest doubt can swell and grow and all hope shrinks into indifference it makes no difference to me I was only five when I heard the tale of the little train that said " I think I can " but what's hard to give is hard to get and once you've lost it it's always gone it's always gone sometimes I wish that I could cry instead of wondering what's on her mind what was on my mind this time for consolation there's always a next time but will you take the time? it will take some time don't misunderstand half the time I can don't misunderstand half the time I only think I can I was only five when I heard the tale of the little train that said " I think I can" but what's hard to give is hard to get and once you've lost it it's always gone it's always gone standing on the railroad tracks I hear the whistle the godfather's call the biggest train of all it's speeding closer towards the bridge I'm hoping it can show me how it's done