As I write these words of mine
As I pass throughout time
I wish I wasn't blind
Of the love we left behind
Of all the sweet words you said
If I leave you I would rather be dead
Cause you are the person I want to be with til the end
You make the solid tree bend
With the love and affiction that you send
I hope our wounds would mend
And get back to the love we used to spend
And live our loves happy til the end
Without making it all just pretend