Boy, We Gotta Handle This

If your heart drops in the night
if your mind don’t see the light
all you have to do is turn your head on the left
and let the fears die but you are not so deft… so you cry
Change your mood just like the wind
and so the nine becomes the six
but don’t drink sorrow from a river that don’t belong to you,
it only quenches your tears… you’re still crying
Now you got to get it
i know that you can do it
well we gotta handle this
if you don’t break it
you will never be free like you were
i hear you speak and it’s the only noise
it’s a song already sung, it is your voice
you’re feeling like a stranger in your room
but there is a monster that is feeding your doom…
please don’t cry (no more)…