Walk all day and night, not supposed to do that, what fright. Here I come down the steps, to what awaits, will I have regrets? Only time will tell until you find me, will I be on the roof or under a tree? How did I get there? Was someone there talking, did I stare? Back upstairs, this long flight. Please tuck me in, I've lost my might. I hope we meet again safely. Maybe when I wake for real next time, we'll see.