Take this old and very tired skin

Wrap up a newborn baby and keep her warm

Take this old and very tarnished ring, slip it on your finger

And make it shine



My feet hurt from walking around this room

My head hurts from thinking about you

Take this old and warn out violin and hold it in your arms

And make it sing



Foorsteps come and footsteps go

Some of them are new and some are old

Read a story frojm this weathered book

Weave a happy ending with your hair