• What's a lover without his only love,
    A tearful mother without her lost children,
    A father with his partner so far above,
    A poet who's lost his fiercely wielded pen,

    Who do we become in the end,
    Who are we behind these shadow walls,
    Where do we walk to find a friend,
    When no one responds to aching calls,

    Where do we go now from here,
    How do we stand up and walk onward,
    I'm standing beside you my dear,
    And I will show you the bright way forward,

    As long as I stand here with you,
    I promise to never leave you behind here,
    I reach shaking fingertips up to,
    Touch your trembling face with it's fear,

    I know one day we'll find the sun's light,
    I will be by your side as you emerge out at last,
    As we find the exit to this cold, bitter night,
    You smile and you laugh, forget about me so fast,

    It's alright since I'll fade out slowly,
    Leaving you to your pure joy and jubilee,
    I've left you my heart, have it always,
    For the brightness of light I never can see,