Could I Be There

And those days
When the greyness and the weakness gets to you
Like a river too strong
Much too strong

And those evenings
When your heart is neither giving nor receiving
Just cold as your freezing hands

And those nights
When future and past
Keeps you from sleeping
And keeps you from dreaming

Could I be there?
Could I be there?

And all those moments
When you realize you just forgot
A minute or two
And every time you have to explain to them
Again

Could I be there?
Could I be there?
Could I be there?
Could I be there?
Could I be there?