The Fighter
By lance •
i will stand beside you
weather any storm i promise
we will make it home i
will lend my hands to fight
chase away your fear i won't
let him take you from here
tho i may grow weary and at
times subdued but i won't
let it happen im the comfort
for you...sleep tight and dream
for another day is near
should i hear you crying i'll
come dry your tears.