Fifteen

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