If it's true we care   Will you hold my hand   I'd say   This is bliss, and that is that   It's as innocent as our grip      So ponder this as you weep   Cause when you come back   I'll stretch out my hand   And fall flat on my face   But god will pick me up   And say just one last thing      At the sand we play   All the games   I don't know where to move   As a pawn, no moving backwards   And the queen has passed me by      So get back out there kid   And show her what you've got   This is all I've got      The room is dark   But I'm lost in your glow   Don't you ever smile again   For fear I might break down