When those thoughts keep you up at night,
When the pain makes your chest feel too tight,
When you’ve lost all the will to fight,
I will always be here.
I’d run to your home in the dead of night,
Bring you into my arms and hold you tight,
Hand you your sword and shield to fight,
Because I’ll always be here.
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
When those thoughts keep you up at night,
When the pain makes your chest feel too tight,
When you’ve lost all the will to fight,
I will always be here.
I’d run to your home in the dead of night,
Bring you into my arms and hold you tight,
Hand you your sword and shield to fight,
Because I’ll always be here.
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