Lyrics

Frightened
In the morning The sun hits him in the face
He?s is flinching From what may be grace
May be right but it is light

Out the window He sees where he?s got to be
But not moving Fear he holds the key
Out of sight its hold is tight and

Chorus 1
Always frightened Always sad
Afraid to grow up to be an old and yellowed man
With nothing left to be but crumpled paper clippings in a bag

Time time passes And he is still afraid to act
He?s recoiling He cannot go back
Time is tight but out of sight

Night is coming He gathers his things around
All the loving The truth he has found
It is right day turns to night an

Chorus
Often frightened Often sad
He wants to grow up to be an old and wisened man
So much more to give the gift he knows now he never had

Dawn is freezing But it promises life again
Day is birthing The light it is a friend
It is life that very sight

In the morning The sun looks him in the eye
Awakening The man that moves inside
From the fear into the light