Loyal to a fault,
I'll be at your side.
Words like salt,
But wounds hurt till they heal.

Help on the rise,
And cushion should you fall.
I'll look into your eyes,
And say, "These steps start small."

Before myself is where you lay,
And when it calls,
At your side I'll stay.
When you're looking for lies,
I'll say what's true,
Even if it tears your eyes.

I'll be there.
With a smile.
I'll be there.
Till the day I die.