I walked across the pathway to the door of the maid
I asked for anything she could give me
Anything that could suffice

I never asked another person
For anything more then what I could give back
But this woman knew so much more

I could never have been more scared
The let down of this simple task
Could haunt me forever

Wishing on any star I could see
Any star I could make believe
Any hope I could conceive

I walked on through the night
Every soul I knew in bed
Every hope I ever knew demolished

I could not be more afraid
The darkness had taken what it needed
The fears in my heart enough to sustain it

My heart grew heavy; my body weak
The sun I prayed for
Could not be bothered to help

Wishing on any star I could see
Any star I could make believe
Any hope I could conceive

And still, that is all I could have done