The first time we were together,
when you looked at me.
Everything was perfect.
But now I know that it wasn't so.
It seemed like you were down.
Please tell me what is wrong.
I know the saints come to call,
and bring your obsession.
To save you from your fall.
Victim I know it all.
And every time that you are down,
I'll try to be by your side.
It hurts when you are down,
and I hate to see you cry.
I wish that I could find a way to make it go away.
I feel so helpless when I try.
When you are down and I ask you why.
You always say it's nothing.
It's so hard for me to try to help you
when you never let me in
