Lying alone wrapped in a cocoon Staring out from a brand new life Helpless and needing, constant feeding I’m out of the dark…
Years come and go and time flies past Suddenly days take a challenging turn Chemical changes, at war with the world At war with myself
Here I Am…questions, all are made to ask Here I Am…hoping, this precious gift will last Here I Am…questions, all are made to ask Here I Am…hoping, this precious gift will…
Carry me on as the cycle repeats As the life force comes from within Fully dependent, the care that I give Is the only reality
Many more summers and winters have gone But not many seasons ahead Is it too late to make my peace With a world I left behind
Here I Am…questions, all are made to ask Here I Am…hoping, this precious gift will last Here I Am…questions, all are made to ask Here I Am…hoping, this precious gift will last.