My life is like a racing car hurtling towards the wall at the speed of sound, my time has been so finely tuned, but I've never seen a human being so tightly wound, at times it seems beyond belief I just need a bit of relief Like a war-weary soldier marching up and over the edge, take my hand and pull me up cause I'm falling too fast somehow I've lost my way, I'm crying save me.

I will be the first to admit I don't have the strength to handle it alone anymore I don't have to fret, don't have to explain; all my worrying's in vain I'm not alone anymore. Why is this so hard to believe what is mine is mine to freely receive like the changing of seasons this is the beauty of the word and for all that I have seen and heard oh I want to come home somehow I'll make my way - my way home to you, I know you'll catch me when I fall, I pray that you'll hold me now hold me and take my fear away.