Sing me a song or the darkness would creep me out;
The loneliness in itself is depressing, and my body is shivering with a doubt.
Sing me a song, to let me know you care;
And at the precipice, I will have the courage to dare.
Sing me a song, to soothe my weary heart;
So it could believe more on what it already knows from the start.
Sing me a song, as it has been so long;
To let me know that I haven’t done anything wrong.
Sing me a song, as I know you could hear me cry;
As then I wouldn’t need to ask you why?
Sing me a song as I desperately need it;
As you promised you would when I ask for it.
Sing me a song, so that I can sleep in peace;
And can drape my soul with your golden fleece.
Sing me a song and the darkness will fear;
That I was right, and my God is always near.
Sing me a song, as the song itself state;
Be willing to write, and I will not let anybody steal your slate.
It assures me that the land I have ploughed won’t get eroded;
The seeds that I have patiently sowed won’t get infected;
The dreams for which I have persevered shall come true;
And which ends with, “I love you too.”