When I was younger so much younger than today
I never needed anybody's help in any way
But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured
Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Won't you please, please help me

(Now) And now my life has changed in oh so many ways
(My independence) My independence seems to vanish in the haze
(But) But every now (Every now and then) and then I feel so insecure
(I know that I) I know that I just need you like I've never done before

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round
Help me get my feet back on the ground
Won't you please, please help me
-The Beatles

We could use your help, your love, your wisdom and your compassion these days John. You will never be forgotten, you were a part of the soundtrack of my life. And I know you never wanted to be one, but you are a martyr for love.

I was 12 years old. Sitting in front of my radio on a snowy New York night. I heard the news, and I cried. I cried for the first time as an adult, though I was still a child. By that point you had already touched my heart for three years and set the stage for the music, culture, politics, sexual exploration and love of culture that would be constants for the rest of my life.

Thank you.