Tell me why I'm trying so hard,
Tell me why I'm falling.
I can't get up,
I won't stay down.
Misery's coming for me.
Say hello,
Say good-bye.
Spin me around and twirl me.
Take my notes and burn them,
Let the words melt off the paper.
The sky is dark,
Winter cold.
My hands are freezing before me.
See the music,
Bending in the air.
They dance,
They snap,
They sing.
Catch me as the lights burn low,
When my eyes can no longer see.
Read me the notes I once wrote,
Read the colors for me.
Do my words still dance off the page,
And glow in the dim moonlight?
Do they still twinkle,
Like fairy lights,
And smell sweet as the flowers?
Is the ink faded,
Is the paper torn,
Have you read my words with care?
Can you see my tears,
Is the salt still on the paper?
Will you see my notes for me,
And tell me of what I once wrote,
Can you hold my hand and show me,
Where my pen once touched?
Read me the notes I once wrote,
Read my pain for me.
Guide me gently by the hand,
Bring back what words once found me.