I’ll take care of it
The list was long
Deep breaths, deep breaths
That guitar on my chair waited for a new song
But the list was long
I ran and ran
The list was long
Ticked one, and two, and three and four
Only the Heavens kept count of my knocks on the doors
When will it ever…get easy?
When will I ever…breathe easy?
Ticked five and six and seven
I let out a merry sigh, oh good heavens!
The list called out to me
There’s more, there’s more!
Deep breaths, deep breaths; I cannot skip I cannot dare –
…And then he walked in, kissed my hands, took the list for he will take care…
He will take care of me
He will take care…
He handed me my lonely guitar
And I sang about the ones with the list who are lost and far from home, from home…