It's enough to make a boy cry.

It's enough to make me ill

To have so much I wish I'd said and have to walk away still.

It's enough to make a man frown.

It's enough that you give us proof.

But we trade it in, and once again we lost a little more of something true.



I would be what I should be to be your baby.

I would be what I should be to be your child.

I would be what I should be to make you happy all the time,

And make my difference worth your while.



There's a light that makes things good.

It's a hope that's more alive than anything has ever been.

And that hope, it will survive.

Like a moth going 'round the sky,

Don't we need to find our sight?

And so we go toward the glow that keeps us warm through bitter nights.