I can’t bear the thought of losing you

Now that the possibility is so real

There’s darkness there, underneath it all

That I just don’t want to feel

With you I’m sane, and safe and held,

No matter if we fight

Fighting, now, is just our language

To try to do what’s right.

But you’re body, now, has given way

In a cruel and dreadful turning

And I can see the fighting for what it is

My own love in desperate yearning.

And now facing this alone

I see the fight as mis directed

I’ll fight with you to Bone

And see this thing corrected.