i'm afraid you won't see the sun
i'm afraid you won't taste the summer
i'm afraid you won't feel my heart
beating next to yours.

i'm sick of all the lies,
i'm sick of too much talk,
i'm sick of everybody saying
that there's not enough room.

so many empty arms.
so many vacant hearts.
so many of us dream about you
and would die to hold you.

so

i will go to war for you.
i will not give up on you.
i will not stop burning for you
or weeping.