There's a memory
Of a wound
That keeps me restless
And aware
Of its presence
As I move
Into positions
To keep you from the harm
That infects
All the acts that I perform
And my love
I think of it every day
There's a lesson
To be learned
From the sorrow
But it weighs
So heavy on my heart
Can I carry
The momentum that is needed
Or will I falter
And open up the scars
Please remember these few words if I fall apart
I think of you every day
My love
I think of you every day
My love
Tell me there's another way
My love
I think of it every day