Why must I face my battles alone, when you can stand beside me?
Why must I wait, when you can be there to hold my hand?
Why must I wear a mask of happiness, when sorrow fills my heart?
Why must I pretend joy, when tears fall like the rain?
Why must I surrender, when your words can give me the strength to carry on?
Why must I cry alone, when your love can soothe my soul?
Why...