Without a Paddle

What time is it I can't be too late but I'm not too sure I can go through with it My hands are shaking and I'm a walking sweat machine I'm so nervous I can't hide it it's written on my face yet I can't wait till the right moment when the right moment is now yet I can't wait till faith in myself reawakens I can only hope faith starts flooding in when I start walking across the hall I have said courage is all I have to my name but courage is unknown waters to me and I am in a boat without a paddle to help guide me To say, to say I can get through this un-afraid well I'd be lying but I have to try, I have to try even if I have to use my arm as an oar I say I'm a bore but I can't lose this moment can't lose this chance don't tell me the time I don't need to keep it in mind that I only have this once chance...