How do you think that made me feel inside?
It's inside of me...
It's inside you too...
So I should know.
They called me the same names they called you
when you were young...
You were scared of the dark;
they had to walk you out to the bus stop.
And in class you were quiet and shy,
but inside you had a question to ask...
Do you know we held hands...
At least I know that I held yours.
And I've got a lot on my mind,
but I can't always find the words.
I skinned my knee,
and it started bleeding.
There's a war out on the playground
that the parents don't see;
Children taking sides,
and it's you I need to see.
You're the one with the cape on that's billowing.
Do you know we held hands...
At least I know I held yours.
And I've got a lot on my mind,
but I can't always find the words.
You do need to leave.
You need to trust me.
How can we leave it
better off than it was
when we're fighting?
And no it's not getting easier
even though its what we need...
Do you know we held hands...
At least I know I held yours.
And I've got a lot on my mind,
but I can't always find the words.