Caress me to sleep with your unspoken words,
Those gentle hums that soothe the world
Into believing that good will always win.
Push my hair behind my ear,
Unmask me, wipe my tear,
And above all, make me grin.
Make me believe that love can win.
Restore my faith in not the world, but myself,
Into hoping that I becomes We,
That the years ahead prove treacherous,
But worth it.
Grab my hand and lead me to a station,
Where I can choose where to go,
And to take you with me.