I'm too small to see it all
I hold on tight so I won't fall
and lose myself again.
If I had sight and I could feel
would that finally make me real
can you answer that for me.
Yet when all that passes by my eyes
none of it will come as a big surprise
I'm expecting it.
To tell the truth I know that when
my eyes are closed and shut again
I'll be happier that way.
I'm going home.