I Will Be There

When paper will become small,
All emotions inside too large,
From heart bitter words will fall,
And your soul giving me a call,

All you loved, you would be parting with,
Those as close as metal is to the smith,
Then only you will know the way I feel,
The prolonged pain, I couldn't ever kill,

There are plenty ways to calm the lust,
But not many to prevent my heart from burst,
Count it all dear, what happiness does cost,
Before everything and all you have is lost,

You should know, when you would have nothing,
Yet there would be me, for eternity waiting,
For what your voice will command me anything,
Let the God come, my promise would be sure thing,

There would be a time, when all will seem lost,
I would be always in them, those you have got,
That day, my dear, as told I would have single question,
Count it all, what did you really lost, what did you earn?