I held you back for years, but you,
You held me through my tears, my childlike helplessness.
But I regret being such a mess.
You can move on, I’m not too strong but
Strong enough to say sorry
The best thing to do
The times I’ve blocked your view
Or the headlong adventure you craved
We can still look for them together
The opportunities change, no matter
I brought you here content
And whatever else I meant
It wasn’t to crush you or hide you under a bush
Yet I’m afraid of heights still,
But I’m getting there, you and me
Shining out our light, upon the hill.