It is my constant companion. It is my constant shadow. The only thing that did not leave my side. The only thing that stays with me. You...

They don't know that I come running home when I fall down They don't know who picks me up when no one is around I drop my sword and cry...

"And I know I don't deserve this kind of love Somehow this kind of love is who You are It's a grace I could never add up To be somebody You still want But somehow You love me as You find me..."