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.