You never care you never look below,
There is some one walking with your shadow
Thorns in your way never prick your shoe,
Because they are picked by me before they touch you.
As long as I am there you will never feel the pain,
But a day might come when things may change.
Every step of your joy has killed my hands,
On the thorns one day when your foot finally lands.
Remember my love remember me dear,
But may be till that day I won’t be near.
