Mama said that I would find you
Out behind the creek
Deep in the forest
All tired and cold
And here you are
All covered in mold
I think that I could help you find
Your way back home
And we could try to talk through
Something we're both a part of
No one asked you
What you thought
When you wept
One mistake is all it takes
My thoughts go 'round
And they tell me to worry
About you
And here you are
You know that I care for you
I think that I could help you find
Your way back home
And we could try to talk through
Something we're both a part of
When someone asks you
What you thought
When you wept
What would you say
To them?