Here I am to pray at her bedside
A small white walled room, were our worlds collide
I stroke her forehead, hoping she can still feel me
All night I have been on my knees, speaking my pleas

I need her right now as much as she needs me
I would give anything to set her free
My hand touches her own
In this bedroom, we are all alone
Softly I kiss her  still warm lips
It is hard to come to grips
and I just hope for at this moment she can hear these words
As from my mouth to her  ear in a whisper they are transferred

" I am still here with you,
All of my promises I have held true.
By the night's end,
I will see you again."

Her hand clasped around mine
our fingers began to intertwine
In this moment, She was all I ever needed
Her faint touches were not unheeded
I kissed the back of her hand
but I know that everything had to go as  planned

The breeze blew the velvet that hung down from her window
I could feel the cold as past me the chill would blow
I kissed her sleeping eyes
To take back the tears that she cries
I placed a single rose on her chest
the petals of the rose falling against her breasts

In this moment she does not know how much I need her
Underneath the covers her body begins to stir
She stops, everything is still
Still lingering is the winter night's chill
I tell her, I finally tell her

" I love you, I love you.
I hope you knew.
I am sorry it took me so long to say this.
You are the only world to me that exists."

I know this was breaking her heart,
but it was killing me from the start.
I can't stop time, but I can try to make the most of it
I will love her as long as she permit
To her I submit
For her any crime I would commit
To her any lie I would admit
Too many hours to count, on her doorstep I would sit

She's the moonlight on a desert night
A princess' black knight
A healing hand after a fist fight
Someone I can hold tight
With her, I only have tonight
and I can't think of enough words to recite

I know....eventually.. I will see her again..
My heart might just out of my chest by then
This throbbing pain making it explode
Filling up with the love she bestowed

In the mourning, I am leaving for San Fran
Huddled around those that will lead to the fall of man
California is a long way from Maine
With every mile, I carry my pain

I look at my watch it is nearing dawn
by eight I will be gone
Silently I crept towards the window seal
This good-bye felt unreal
As I began to escape into the dark
I heard a distant remark

In her voice I heard...
“I love you too."