Upstairs

Teach me the way

To be humble and good

To be quiet when I should

To be great

I am not what I was

Or what I will be

There is no one guessing for me

There's a draft like a well

And a warm wet smell

And there is no one to break the fall

It's so patient and meek

And you mouth never speaks

Of the times when our hopes die

There's a draft like a well

And a warm wet smell

And there's no one to break the fall

Teach me the way

To be humble and good

To be quiet when I should

To be great