No thank you, I can do this on my own.
You say,
But I can see how you grit your teeth,
And how the sweat falls from your brow,
And how exhausted you slouch,
As those words sink from your mouth.
My dear friend, I would climb mountains,
I\'d fly to the moon,
I\'d cross canyons,
If it were all for you.
I\'d be delighted!
Oh, infinitely so!
I watch as you sit in the mud, exhausted,
Alone and blue.
How much you would honor me
To sit alone in the mud with you.