against whose heart would I rest?
Against whose heart would I rest?
Upon whose warmth would I rely?
To what other person could I go,
To hear childhood lullabies?
On whose steady arm could I lean?
On whose gentle spirit could I cry?
Toward what other face would I gaze
To trust with all I hold inside?
Where would I go in this life?
What direction would I choose to begin?
How would I find what is missing?
When I'd be missing my closest friend?