One hours action in a night of blessed minutes
The Sun, the day was given to another mind
I hold myself tight as I understand
The next time for change has come
Down the stairs to the inner room
I want to turn around, I'm scared to look
Released once more
But still I can't walk up again
Must I always wait for
Lead me to another door, the other opening
Hold my hand so I can see
Who are you that I beg for help?
