SO FAITHFULLY

WILL YOU WALK DOWN THE HILLS WITH ME?

WILL YOU BE PATIENT WHEN I NEED TO CATCH MY BREATH?

WILL YOU REASSURE ME THAT IT IS NOT MUCH LONGER,

AND ENCOURAGE ME TO CONTINUE MY FLIGHT DOWNWARD,

AWAY FROM SPRING AND WARMTH AND YOUTH?

WILL YOU SUPPORT MY WINGLESS FLIGHT?

DRY MY LAST TEARS

DREAM MY LAST DREAM

CRADLE ME IN COMFORT

AND TAKE HOPE TO HER GREATEST HEIGHT?

WILL YOU STILL WANT TO KISS ME

WHEN I AM SPEECHLESS, WHEN MY LIPS ARE DRY?

WILL YOU OPEN YOUR ARMS WHEN MINE ARE LIMP

AND LET ME JUST ONE MORE TIME FLY?

WILL YOU SHOW ME FINALLY WHAT LOVE REALLY IS,

WHEN IN YOUR MIND ALONE I EXIST?

THAT IN THESE LONELY FOOTHILLS OF DESPAIR

YOU WILL BE STANDING,

SO FAITHFULLY, THERE