When the wind blows in the window In the dark it pries the door Every morning something gentle Drifts across from the hall Like a strand of paper dolls Asking for an arm to hold We're passing gifts of attention We'll forget to find the time If every bowl's assigned a number Every day, there's one gone While I'm waiting to be drawn As I walk out and across the lawn With every tender moment passing by We're terrified of falling through, we're running off the ice Just try to take a moment to arrive For everything you wanted maybe you don't have the right So hold on Questions trade imaginations All your stories come alive When we listen and give affection Your minds kiss the Sun Another day has begun Now don't you get up ‘till you're done