Darling Maybe today I hate you
for Hundreds of unspoken reasons

And maybe I walk out of your dreams
while my wings are bleeding

And maybe I can't think clear
while I'm suffocating

But I promise you
tomorrow I'll be great full
for all those time you took my hand

When you were strong enough for both of us
Even when you were scared

You've made bright memories in my darkest nights.
And brought thousands of broken pieces back to life.

Darling tomorrow I'll be okay
when I stop being numb
When I stop being a stranger.