Speaks of being a small child found by their mother, the sacrifices she will make for him. Repetition in verse two has the mother acknowledge the sacrifice her child has made in coming to be in a world full of suffering. The mother wakes the child then the child wakes the mother. Written for my recently deceased son.

**LYRICS**
VERSE 
didn’t know that I was lost / ’til you found me 
and the simplest of things / now astound me
  
PRECHORUS 
oh, the sacrifice / oh, the living life 
you made with me

HOOK
(I was) lost and now I’m found  / I was crawling on the ground 
’til that kiss upon the head  
Screaming out in silent sound / pounding pain so tightly wound 
now your presence’s here instead

Oh, Sweet One / raise me from my bed

Katarina Gray-Sharp