I don't know what you're going through,
It must be bad enough, not knowing what to do.
Someone loves to see your smile.
You've made the sun come out for just a little while.
But you know, I'll always love you
Even though it matters little to you what I do.
When I think how hard you've had to live
And the going ground us down till naught was left
Family is not who we choose:
An offer to belong where one cannot refuse.
Lovers are a quirky lot,
Some want eternity, and others want it hot.
Still you know, we'll always love you
Even now it matters dearly to us what you do.
And we know how hard you've had to live
When the going ground us down till naught was left