I sit with my guitar;
Start to write a song.
The page is blank so far.
Has it really been this long? There's no way to express
What is running through my head.
With a pencil in my hand
I sit alone I am yours.
You are mine.
You may have let me go,
But I'll follow you until I die. I sit by an old piano.
Black and white keys are worn.
Time has never been gentle.
Another wasted page is torn My fingers on the keys
Like my heart is in your hands.
I play a grieving melody,
and I sit alone. I am yours.
You are mine.
You may have let me go,
But I'll follow you until I die. Take my hand.
Don't leave me here.
Because without you,
I'm missing the brighter side of life I finally know the words
To the anthem of my life.
Verse after verse
comes flying by. An elegy of sorrow
Meets the etude of love
With the serenade of wonder
And that's enough. I am yours.
You are mine.
You may have let me go,
But I'll follow you until I die. Take my hand.
Don't leave me here.
Because without you,
I'm missing the brighter side of life | 
