Things are looking up for me.
Things are looking up for me.

And I want to be nice,
and in control.
But its' the fear,
that keeps me here.
It keeps me loved and loveless.

Don't leave a light for me.
When now I wait here,
gluttonously for god.

And I want to be nice,
and in control.
But its' the fear,
that keeps me here.
It keeps me loved and loveless.

In time,
if you want to remind yourself.
Well you can,
watch the mother arrive

Things are looking up for me