I cringe the thought to ever lose what I've got its the best that I've had
Looking at u and as the thoughts they accrue as you're still there next to me
I want you to stay but it gets tougher each day I guess that nothing comes free
It's a cry out for help. It's an emotional bout. Is a decision I've made. Ooh to let the outer pain fade
You've got a say in the way it works out and the child inside me going to sit down and pout
As I bring it all up its more apparent I'm stuck
But there's a question I have how can I leave it all to chance
Only when I'm dreaming does it make any sense
I'd pay the price but I can't
It's only left me all tense
