She's late for the first time, she don't know where she is
She doesn't know where to go
Lost in her driving, angry and crying
She don't know what she knows
How could this happen, she thought she was careful
A tear comes into her eye
Now lost on a strange road, she pulls to a dead stop
She bows her head and starts to cry
She starts to cry
She says, "Scared am I"
She gets out of her car, she steps out in the cold
And thinks of what she's been through
No one around her, no one to help her
To tell her what she should do
"Am I alone now, am I disowned now?"
She stares into the clouded sky
Rain starts to fall down, mixing with her tears
She falls on her knees and starts to cry
She starts to cry
She says, "Scared am I"
The rain smooth and steady falls on to her face
The rain it seems to be quite warm
She can't help but wonder the soft rumbling thunder
The soothing rain despite the storm
Is trying to tell her that things will be better
There's hope that springs into her eye
She knows in her future that things will be all right
She lifts her head and starts to cry
She starts to cry
She says, "Scared am I"
Artist: Steve Forbert
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