Guiding Hand

(Verse 1) In the morning light, I rise with dread, But deep inside, a spark's not dead. A gentle force that guides my way, Helps me rise and face the day. (Chorus) Like a puppeteer, unseen and strong, Guiding me through right and wrong. With each task done, I start to mend, It's me helping me ascend. (Verse 2) With weary hands, I clean the mess, Moved by a touch, a soft caress. Each action brings me towards the light, My inner strength begins its flight. (Chorus) Like a puppeteer, unseen and strong, Guiding me through right and wrong. With each task done, I start to mend, It's me helping me ascend. (Outro) So when you're lost and torn apart, Remember, within beats a guiding heart. An unseen force that's always there, Guiding you through life's despair. You're stronger than you think, and you'll find, That healing takes time, so be kind. To Yourself (la la la la la la)