Child's Hands

I am so cold, I want you to heat me

I am so tired, I want you to carry me

I am so torn, I want you to mend me

I am so quiet, find words for me

But I'm old enough to know

Old enough to understand

All these things I've carried here

Belong in a child's hands

I am so guilty, want you to absolve me

I am so distant, build a road to me

I don't want to know, promise you'll lie to me

Don't want to be alone, promise never to leave me

But I'm old enough to know

Old enough to understand

All these things I've carried here

Belong in a child's hands