If I Jump If I jump, who will catch me And why were they there I ask As I fell I saw below, the stream Walking towards the cliff I see Bushes green and willow trees Falling into your arms of hope You caught me dear, thank you Falling towards the stream I rush faster and faster to ground Seeing only an image of hope In your arms the image of hope Sitting on the edge once, I was Cuddled in your arms I am now You caught me dear, when I jumped Brett Lavoie