I do not want to say goodnight
And lie in wait ‘till morning light,
Praying to something I’ll see your face
For one more day, in this lonely place,
In the midst of this wretched plight…

Is it selfish of me to want you to fight
Harder? And can I say it’s bright
When I am in darkness’ embrace?
I do not want to.

These days go by in black and white -
They say you’re slipping; that can’t be right.
Trying to breathe, but I’m in space,
And your memory of me is nearly erased.
The sun is setting; can I say goodnight?
I do not want to.