I am afraid of nightmares thunderstorms and pain
even when I'm ready they seem to feel the same
I try to prepare myself for its mighty blow
but I never am ready or light on my toes
they knock me to the ground and I plead and pray
I cry so hard that I think I'm going to faint
When the dark sky crackles I run to my room
when my tooth starts to hurt I can barely hear a tune
when I awake from a dream that i can not tell
I look up to the heavens asking can things just be well
I cant tell if he heard me but what I do know
that god only gives what he thinks we can sew
