Or simple song of hope
Of Love's uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
That's why I'm singin', baby don't worry, 'cause now I got your back
So I dressed myself and left then, out into the gray streets
It's best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing
And I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health
At our still lives posed like a bowl of oranges
And your eyes must do some rainin' if you are ever gonna grow
I said, "There is nothing that I can do for you, you can do for yourself"
And each person I encountered, I couldn't wait to meet
So I sat with him a while then I asked him how he felt
Thank you stranger, "For your therapeutic smile"
And I will keep you company through those days so long and black
So that's how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone
And we'll keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve
He said "Oh yes you can, just hold my hand, I think that would help"
But everything seemed different and completely new to me
Then I think we would see the beauty then, we would stand staring in awe
And every time you feel like cryin', I'm gonna try and make you laugh
And if I can't, if it just hurts too bad, then we will wait for it to pass
He said, "I think I'm cured, in fact I'm sure"
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body
When cryin' don't help you can't compose yourself
But if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall
Just my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been
