When I was young I was hungry I thought I'd become the sum of all my parts The heart of a deer as gentle as discovery The soul of a lioness, reckless as the arts But little did I know It would all come it would all go Like the seasons or the snow upon my lashes And little did I see that I would lose my dignity That fear would imminently fog my glasses When I was least expecting rain The blizzard came hard against my face Gathering every breath I could Complacency soon to be erased But little did I know It would all come it would all go Like the seasons or the snow upon my lashes And little did I see that I would lose my dignity That fear would imminently fog my glasses Come to me, I will hold you – I will hold you in my arms Come to me, no one told you living life could be this hard