She said
I'll burn alive to keep you warm
I'll be your shelter from the storm
I'll be the coat for when you get cold
I'll be the chair when you get old
I'll light up the dark when you get scared
I'll be around when no one's there
I'll be the boat when the waters flood
I'll be whatever, this is love.

Now I sit here, all alone
In my dark and empty home
She left the spark that she had set
and I wonder how she could've forget
I don't know what she thought she'd find
Maybe a little piece of mind
She said she'd always be around, but where is she now?
So I wait, patient and scared
Each time I return, hoping you'll be there
Your whispers running through my head
I wish you'd never said those things you said.