cheer up, dear lady.

for you:

i don't get what you're going through.
i would be lying if i told you that i did.
but whatever it is, i'm here for you,
so call me if ever you want to lift the lid.

dear, please believe me when i say
that when it comes to your pain,
i would love to take it all away,
even if it leaves me dead and slain.

so why do you hide your face from me?
i mean you no harm, far from it.
i guess i just want to help you to see
that you and i are quite a nice fit.

it hurts me to see you in such pain,
even more so when i can't help relieve.
i can't protect you from all the rain
but i promise to wait; i'll never leave.

so let the skies pour out their gloom.
we'll walk through the puddles, the puddles of life.
after the storms, the flow'rs shall bloom.
remember, the blessings will come after the strife.