I will gladly tell you truths when the whole world is lying
I will stand by your bed
And whisper to you
Hold high your drooped head
And fill it with truth
And I’ll tell the uptight world “it’s alright, no one’s dying”

I will gladly make you laugh when frowns are dominant
When everyone is frowning
You’ll be shining through
In sad faces you are drowning
But I’ll be saving you
Your smile will be obvious and your laugh, prominent

I will gladly make you soar when the ground beneath you parts
Below you cracks the earth
And you’ll begin to fly
For all that you are worth
I’ll never let you die
And when I take you by the hand, I pretend it is your heart