I'm really sick and tired of caring for my friends
If that makes me selfish, at least I'm being honest again
I don't need another help book, or to conquer all my fears
I just want to know somebody will be with me when I'm scared
Because I'm afraid that I might give up soon
I'm a mother to my mother
I pay the price for what she did
We lost her sister and her brother when I was just a kid
And I still smell the flowers in a funeral home
With a child's understanding, wondering
"Where'd Aunt Jeanne go and is she gonna wake up soon?"
Is she gonna wake up soon
I'm terrible at boundaries
I find it hard to draw the lines
When everyone around me is so far on the other side
And I just want to fix it
I just want to save them all
But I know that if they want to rise
First, they need someplace to fall
But I hope that you will rise up soon
I hope that you will rise up soon
It's hard to watch you wither and know that I can't help you bloom
But I know you're gonna rise up soon
Oh I know you're gonna rise up soon
I know you're gonna rise up soon
I know you're gonna rise up soon
I could take you with me but I haven't got the room
I could be a shelter from the storm that's chasing you
I could be your Jesus, you'd be Lazarus in the tomb
And I'd make sure that you would rise up soon