Is it okay, for me to just sit here?

'cross the room, In front of you.

And is it alright, If I just look at you?

While you sleep, and think of love,

But not of me.



And is it bad, that I remember the past,

the fire between us we once shared.



Was It bad, that I took you away,

From your sanity, out in the open.

Or simply pushed you along the open,

You already were opening?



Is it okay, for me to just sit here?

Across the room, In front of you.

And is it alright, If I just look at you?

While you sleep, and think of love,

But not of me.



In your eyes, where I no longer exist.

Extinguished, pushed away in the dead past.



Where I lie dying, blamed for so much,

Joined by parts of you, to young to go.

That obstructed your noble cause.

You already were fighting?



Is it okay, for me to just sit here?

Across the room, In front of you.

And is it alright, If I just look at you?

While you sleep, and think of love,

But not of me.



And I sit here, with my head next to you.

Your eyes are closed, they tell not tale.



But you don't mind, You calm

When I leave my hand on your forehead.

In the middle of the dark night.

I must have done something right.



Is it okay, for me to just sit here?

Across the room, In front of you.

Is it okay, for me to just sit here?

Across the room, In front of you.

Is it alright?

While you sleep, and think of love,

But not of me.



It is okay,

It is alright.