Upstairs

Teach me the way 
To be humble and good 
To be quiet when I should 
To be great 

I am not what I was 
Or what I will be 
There is no one guessing for me 

There?s a draft like a well 
And a warm wet smell 
And there is no one to break the fall 

It?s so patient and meek 
And you mouth never speaks 
Of the times when our hopes die 

There?s a draft like a well 
And a warm wet smell 
And there?s no one to break the fall 

Teach me the way 
To be humble and good 
To be quiet when I should 
To be great