In ways we haven't since life began
In all those years with hearts intact
Oh, to learn to carry the burden of heavy hearts
And ease back into routines we'd once forgotten
Or promised we'd forget.
Your hand trembles in mine.
I've seen you in my dreams too many times
Scenes and situations chipping away
At the core of my unwavering faith.
What is there left for me now
Than to hold on?
"I'd much rather be alone," I'd said.
"Why are you so scared?" You'd asked.
"I'm not," Arguing for argument's sake.
"I'd rather be alone," You'd said.
"Aren't you afraid?" I'd asked.
"But what is the point of all of this--"
All this wasted time.
Oh, to learn to hide the pain
Oh, to learn to live with such a heavy heart.
Oh, to be young again.
Oh, to be yours again.