If you held me in your arms

and told me that

everything would work itself out

that we would pull through

be fine

if you told me

it's not coming

that tomorrow we could wake up

and he'd be back

having forgotten

and so would I

if you told me

I was strong enough

to face the dawn

if we were home, at last

safe, and dry

if you held my hand

and told me you knew

it would be fine

that nothing could break me

now

and if you let me go

if you let me face this abyss

alone

if you told me

that it will be fine

that I will survive this

that he's coming home

and loves me

I wouldn't believe you