I have seen birth and I have seen death.
Lived to see a lover's final breath.
Do you see my guilt? Should I feel a fright?
Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?

I have seen peace and felt so much pain,
Resting on the shoulders of your name.
Do you see the world through troubled eyes?
Do you see the truth or all their lies?

I have seen fear and I have seen faith.
Seen the look of anger on your face.
And if you want to talk about what will be,
Come and sit with me, and cry upon my shoulder,

You and I have lived through many things.
I'll hold on to your heart.
I wouldn't cry for anything,
But don't go tearing your life apart.