you've gone mad, little one
stepped outside too quickly
the sun is hot, clouds far between

but mama, i love her
she's warm and bright
she makes me want to be brave

you've let go, little one
your grip has loosened, you're falling
what will happen when you hit the ground?

but mama, i trust her
i am falling and may never reach the ground
she makes me want to soar

you've gone soft, little one
aren't you scared?

mama, I'm terrified
but she is my haven
she pulls me close
and i am hers.