you still are my song's
soft melody
even though tones are awry and
notes languish
like that garden tree
a person bends in a gust of wind
but hey, it's still standing there
and I won't let it tumble
I am yours even if you fall apart
even if you sink into the rapids of pain
scream to me, wriggle, lose it
my grip won't creak
I am yours even if you fall apart
even if you sink into the foam of hate
come on, fight, swear
my wrist won't shake
you still are my painting's
most peaceful landscape
even though colors are messed up
and the canvas is scratched
like that garden tree
a person vanishes into the evening
but hey, you're still standing there
and I won't let you tumble
I am yours even if you fall apart...
you will always be my song's
everlasting melody
and as long as you remember to breath
I won't let you tumble
I am yours even if you fall apart...