What are you supposed to do When home doesn't feel like it used to I don't think I'll ever be the same Riding on my bike, circling For a moment I'm fifteen Growing up way too fast Saying things I can't take back I'll hold your hand in the dark If you want me to I'll hold your hand in the dark If you want me to Softly, go softly Softly, go softly I remember when you cried Laying in my bed that night I remember everything you say What about the scars that can't be seen And everything in between? I can't fix the problems in your mind God knows I barely tackle mine, but I'll hold your hand in the dark If you want me to I'll hold your hand in the dark If you want me to Softly, go softly Softly, go softly Softly, go softly Softly, go softly