The word "fight" never seemed to apply
I see its far more than what meets the eye
A promise made in youth that must live when youth dies
And I fight. Oh, its a front and a facade - yes, I fight!
Its a fight that's intensified over the years
I lean in to listen and cover my ears
Its becoming more difficult to hide my tears
But I cry. Oh, I only look calm - yes, I cry!
I hold my sword tightly in my left hand
Its not belligerence or nobility, its what this fight demands
Here I'll stay, for here I stand
But I shake. Oh, it weighs more than you think - yes, I shake!
Its pushing back but not pushing away
Its leaving early, its staying at bay
Its saying where you stand and standing where you say
But I fall. Oh, you can recover but not reverse - yes, I fall!
The only reason his arms are free
To both be wrapped so tightly around me
Is because he's dropped his sword, you see
And I know. Oh, just save your breath - yes, I know!
This white flag I hold, I'll toss aside
So that on that day, I'll have nothing to hide
I'll stand there in my white dress with pride
And say yes. Oh, with arms open and heart full - I'll say yes!