I'm 6 years from 34 I'm 3 minutes from an ambulance I'm a bus ride from anywhere I'm 40 winks from the morning I'm a cold hand from my relief Though you're sleeping next to me again I'm a cold hand without a glove But let's wait a year for the next one I'm a gap from a train I'm a spectrum away from a colourful life Fear of a wide open life It's too heavy to move And too fragile to drop Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Hold on to your own hand If no one else will take it Stand upon your own feet If no ones gonna carry you Carry you, carry you, carry you We move our feet on the floor Before the dust can settle In case our steps can be traced In case of anything, whether It's something worse or better Or somehow worth the effort To go to all the bother Fear of a wide open life It's too heavy to move And too fragile to drop Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Hold on to your own hand If no one else will take it Stand up on your own feet If no ones gonna carry you Carry you, carry you, carry you I'm a minute from my alarm I'm a lukewarm shower from washing out And I'm a long walk to a short road A slow ride to a fast end I'm a black cloud from a sunny day And miles wide of the mark I'm an answer short of getting it A long fall for a raindrop Fear of a wide open life It's too heavy to move And too fragile to drop Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Hold on to your own hand If no one else will take it Stand up on your own feet If no ones gonna carry you Carry you, carry you, carry you Carry you, carry you, carry you Carry you, carry you