The longing is a pain    A heavy pressure on my chest    It rarely leaves    And my day becomes a quest    To try not to think about here    And all that she brings    Forget about her magic    All the beautiful things       Surely there are other things to life    But I can't think of one single thing    That matters more    Than just to see her    Her smile    Her touch    Her smell    Her laugh       The longing is a friend    A way to stay close    And feel like she's here    And feel like she knows    That when I say I would die for her    It's not just words    I really would    And to make the world a safer place for her    Well, I believe I really could       Surely there are other things to life    But I can't think of one single thing    That matters more    Than just to see her    To see her    Her tears    Her sorrow    Her faults    Her doubts       I love them all