Would she?
I am here, in fear, away from her,
Knowing what's out there and what evil hands lure.
Is she for me? If she is she will stay,
Games of disloyalty and pain, my heart cannot play.

Would she still?
I don't know, maybe she will.
Maybe she cries at night thinking of me still,
Maybe she's out having fun without me in thought,
Maybe the fight for her wasn't worth being fought.

Would she still be?
Be by my side,
Or stand behind my back as false love with pride,
Would she still be sitting looking at old pictures of her and I,
Or is she allowing another man to embrace her smile.

Would she still be mine?
After all this time,
Like the infinity of an endless line.
Would she still be mine or will I have to find?
Another girl to make her mine,
Maybe I do and maybe it's true,... or not.
She could be waiting on me in silence weeping it through.