I stood unsteady,
Young feet unready,
To declare the truth of my stance,
I shudder at what I could have become,
Saying I loved what I knew nothing of,
Surfing the deep water,
Filled with monsters,
Thank God He looked down,
And we both walked away,
I swear I'll never,
Lie so softly,
Or even try to care,
For my passions are stubborn,
And will change at their will,
I have learned,
That happiness never hides,
Each time my joy begins to drip,
When I fear my own mystery,
Oh the difference,
To the times I hear my words in others songs,
And seek to sing my own for them.