I didn't know where to begin
The tale or the point to pin
Seemed I was behind in just about everything
With my eyes rolled, in a blindfold
And in light of everything I come to you
And in light of everything I ask of you
And in light of everything I got you
I was stoned with the storm bowled in
Having me for dinner in its din
How to write or sing of the state I'm in
Something frightful, so another night falls
And in light of everything I come to you
And in light of everything I ask of you
And in light of everything I got you
