I creep towards lovenHiding underneath a shellnWill I be all right?nWill I be all right?nWill I be all right?nnSometimes I'm scarednFearing that there is no lightnWill I be all right?nWill I be all right?nWill I be all right?nnThere is no reason to be scarednNo reason to be fearfulnNo reason to be anything but here