I'm fighting this fight,
trying to save us.
during this battle you fell overboard,
I'm throwing you a life preserver,
but you just wont grab it.
i reel it in again and toss it back out,
but you still dont grab it.
I'm starting to panic as i realize,
the truth is finally in existence.
we might not survive this fight,
or we probably were never meant to.
now your drifting farther and farther out to sea.
and i don't know if i can bring you back again,
i know i want to and i try..
but I'm no sailor, or superhuman,
not an angel, nor a demon.
i just happen to be human.
as i sit here with tears running down my face,
i whisper into the storm that this fight has brought,
the very last words from my mouth to your ears.
"goodbye my love..."