bring on the doctors,
roll in the sciences now,
asking for answers
they can’t allow.

should’ve been long gone
two, maybe three years by now,
but you weren’t that easy
to figure out.

and the glow’s long gone
as the cold comes on…

if we’re digging your grave,
won’t you please be contagious now?
and how dare you fade-
-it feels like you’re leaving me out.
just counting the reasons
I can’t have you leaving me now,

I knew this was coming,
but still I’m not ready.
I never will be
as strong or as steady
without you.

this cancels my reasons;
I can’t have you leaving
without me.

we dreamt of a lifetime-
-it should’ve been longer than this.
why can’t we return to then?

but if I’d known the value,
and if I had known the risk,
I swear, Love, I’d do it again.