Being Alive

Being Alive
music and lyric by Steven Sondheim

Someone to hold you too close;
Someone to hurt you too deep;
Someone to sit in your chair and ruin your sleep and make you aware
Of being alive...

Someone to need you too much;
Someone to know you too well;
Someone to pull you up short and put you through hell
And give you support for being alive...
Being alive...

Make me alive, make me confused; mock me with praise, let me be used;
Vary my days, but alone is alone, not alive.

Somebody hold me too close; somebody force me to care;
Somebody make me come through; I'll always be there as frightened as you
Of being alive, being alive, being alive...

Someone you have to let in; someone whose feelings you spare;
Someone who, like it or not, will want you to share a little a lot
Of being alive...

Make me alive, make me confused, mock me with praise, let me be used;
Vary my days, but alone is alone, not alive.

Somebody crowd me with love; somebody force me to care;
Somebody make me come through; I'll always be there as frightened as you
To help us survive being alive, being alive, being alive...