A Few Small Bruises

Out here on the ledge I'm not far away from stepping off I've finally picked out my cloud It's the one over there Surrounded by all that air You reached out your hand And said I understand So why not come down Well except for a few small bruises, cuts,and scars well i'm fine Except for a few small bruises,cuts,and scars well i'm fine Thank you for asking I'm so glad we had this moment here I know they think i'm crazy But everything I am is everything I was taught to be You reached out your hand