Son, don't let him take you away How can't you see? You walked away from me How can it be so good? If he wants to kill you... How can you be happy? Just because everyone were This is not your heart; my hand is here, little son I, I saw you fall... And it hurts so much, and you're gone Let me help you fly, let me hold you Take me with you wherever you go My hand is here, little son