I wanted to carry the world for you.
I could have.
Would have.
All for you.

The tears rolling silently down your face made it okay
that you weren't ready for me to stay.
The night was dark, but my heart glowed, still,
since I thought you had told me your sorrows to confide.
I thought maybe you wanted me to be your saving grace.
When I stepped back, it was because you weren't ready,
not that I wanted to be replaced.

I hope she is special. I hope she is kind.
She'd better be one hell of a lady to make you leave me behind.

I wanted to carry the world for you.
I still could.
Still would.
All for you.