Why do the things we love and cherish
Always end up torn away from us?
I long for the way things used to be.
Why did you have to take him from me?
Didn't you ever, when you were younger,
Think you'd found someone to cherish?
Someone to love?
Don't try to tell me I don't know what love is.
I've held it in my arms like he held me in his.
I loved your brother and I still do.
Why did you take him from me?
For that, I'll never forgive you.