Atlas
Who carries the world
Will tell you its too much
Yet he does
And he never even shrugs

This weight is his alone

Eros
The god of love
Whom no mortal eye can see
Still will love a woman
Despite the Impossibilities

And psyche is just that beautiful

And why
Would I be willing to die
Or willing to live
Ready to wake up every day
Willing myself to fight once again

I believe in love

I'm relieved when I see
My message is received
And even in my weakest moments
I'll be strong
I'll carry on
I'll carry your world

I'll be your atlas