Will you hold my hand? Do I have to stand in this world all alone where it's icy cold and all the people chime in "You've got to sink or swim"? Where there's rain there's drought, So I'll confess my doubts. Where there's threshing of the fields something's bound to yield. And all the people cry out, they feel they're about to drown on the ocean floor but I know there's more I know You understand what it's like to me man Sometimes I forget You're near Sometimes I forget you hear The way the raindrops fall, the sound of the wind as it calls, and every breath I breathe and song I don't sing