I don’t think it would be fair   To say that I understand   Why spend the day burying your head      We recall a time   And we recall a time   When our words meant so much   And I think they still do   Because they have to resonate somewhere   And we’re only getting older   But that doesn’t mean we stop believing      You say you’re comfortable here –    In the darkest room of a two story house –    But your pain is growing bigger      I think it’s time to get out    Before your heart gives in      How can I love you ‘til the day I die   if you chose to drink yourself to death?      Take my hand and let’s get up!   Take my hand and never stop believing      I know it’s not easy   But we can try   I’m going to love you ‘til the day I die.