I don't know where I'd be,
Without my umbrella,
Who keeps me dry from the storm,
No matter how terrible it may be.
I don't know where I'd be,
If his ears weren't there,
To listen to my "exciting" life,
And help me smile again.
I don't know where I'd be,
If he didn't sense when things weren't right,
And magically appear,
Back into my life.
I don't know where I'd be,
If I didn't have an intelligent soul,
To talk to about my life,
And give me something to believe.
I don't know where I'd be,
If I didn't know him.
If I didn't talk to him that day,
I don't know where I'd be.