If you were to cry
I would dry each dropping tear
chase away every encroaching fear
nothing can hurt you, while I am here

If you were to lie
we’d fight the whole night long
finally admit to both being wrong
and with the dawn we'll be made strong

If you were to die
I would swallow the urge to parish too
so I might tell the world all about you
About how love can still, in this day, be true