i held my own hand to walk on,
sometimes i didnt know to where,
but it didnt matter,
because i didnt care.
i trusted myself,
to let me trust you,
and somewhere along the line
my wish came true.
i was walking blind
trying so see if i could make it end
but out loud,
that was something i never said
somehow you knew
and could tell what i was thinking
and i knew thats how you knew
excatly where i was walking
i though you had long let me go
but i was wrong
because when i began walked off the edge,
it was your hand that held me up
