Sweet song with a quiet rain
From piano came where I sat all alone
I was fifteen in the room by the front door
I hoped you would come to my house to say hello
I saw what the boys would say
Of the girls next door who weren't wearing enough clothes
I wrote in a journal full of notes
About my little girlish hope to one day be really loved
You were there when I was young and
Thought of as someone who
Always had my hands clean
It was not my choice to question
The lions in my head
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
You were someone who I knew I could trust
In sickness or in lust I would stand by your side
I was nineteen with a timid optimism
Fearful of a schism of what God ordained
You are here though I am young and
Thought of as someone who
Always has my hands clean
It was not my choice to question
The lions in my head
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
I've been fighting not to ask you
Why you chose to tell me
That I have the choice
Fear is crippling it
Breaks my legs from underneath
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you