Glass upon me walking on the oceannSun upon me walking on a wavenYou can slide like you’re a beam of teaming motionnBut for everyone you do,nThere’s always one or two like me you can’t savennSail on Maria, burn her to the groundnSlide your hand between her tears until she comesnWake up her mother, tell her you’re sorry nownAll gods children walk before they runnnEverything is beautiful in dreamlandnEverything is much, much better when we’re gonenThink I’m going to write myself a letternSomething you can keep with you forevernBecause everybody gets to be perfect when they’re gonennNothing but a child, babynNothing but a child, babynNothing but a child, baby...nIn your arms, I amnIn your arms, I am