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.