(John Taylor)
I don't want you to be alone
Lonely child just like me
Lonely child who trusts no one
And finds it hard to breathe
I know you are on your own
No brothers and sisters in your home
You are the only one,
But you don't have to be the lonely one,
Like I was raised to be
Like I was raised to be
Like I was raised to be
You're my perfection, My clean slate,
My tabula rasa if you like,
Oh but birthdays seem so long ago,
Some days are hanging by a thread,
You wouldn't notice,
You were meant to be,
An angel playing in the dirt,
In spite of all the hurt
Like I was raised to be
Like I was meant to be
Like I was made to be
Like I was meant to be
Like I was raised to be
Like I was meant to be
Like I was made to be
Like I was raised to be |