Hey little friend
When does your pain start to end
Cause I have seen you down this way too many times
And I can tell that you’ll be heading round again
Bottles breaking in the wind
She found the world she built around her was paper-thin
But she could squeeze her life into one essential question
What good’s a God above if there can be no sin
Don't leave me now, she cried
My time’s all up and my hands are tied
As I lifted up her face to wipe the tears from her eyes
I found there's more grace in a touch than I had realized
Twisted alleys in the night
1,000 roads, 1,000 reasons to lose sight
Of the queen you were when you were high up in the trees
And I can still see you on the branch of my memories
You're still swinging on the branch of my childhood memories
Don’t leave me now, she cried
My time’s all up and my hands are tied
As I lifted up her face to wipe the tears from her eyes,
I found there’s more grace in a touch than I had realized
So she goes through day to day with this silent ache in her heart
(Rock-a-bye, my baby)
And I don't know if she’s going to last much longer
(When the wind blows, the cradle will rock)
So she prays to God above that it’s just not some petty phrase
(When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall)
That what don’t kill her is making her stronger
(Down you’ll come, my baby)
Don't leave me now
My hands are tied and I don’t know if I know how
To meet myself halfway to make this whole
To push on through this night until tomorrow
