Thinking back I fell so deeply in too Too blind to see it I wanted you Mother mine Read the sign Tears at the station Holy flight, you were bright Tears on the Atlantic city rise Here I am Here I am Here I am, right Send it down your line Here I am Here I am Here I am, right Send it down your line July night, we were young Saddest story You were bright, you were kind Cannot fix a problem that ain't mine Here I am Here I am Here I am, right Here I am Here I am Here I am, right Send it down your line Arctic night, see it through Holding my hand till we reached it Read the sign Take your part, it's poetry for the ages Here I am Here I am Here I am, right Here I am Here I am Here I am, right