Be careful what you do, 'cause God is watching your every move. Hold my hand in the dark street, for if you do I know that I'll be safe. Even if I'm far away and alone, I can be sure that you'll find me there. This I know.

You draw me close for a while, so quiet. You tell me everything.

If I forget what you say, then you come to me and tell me again. Yes you'd tell me once again.

But what happens when I know it all? Then what should I do after that? What then?