Being Loved

[sakamotokazuma]

Shivering, as cold as the cold can be,
my soul is dying.
Quivering, for fear is the heat in me,
my future seems shorter than ever.

Being loved is the one thing worth living for,
But when you're down and out
When you're down for the count.
Being loved is the one thing worth dying for.

I put on more covers, as the cold creeps in,
I light a fire by the fireplace, fueled by pictures of my exes
Fire's not large, but it burns.
My heart burns with it

Being loved is the one thing worth living for,
But when you're all alone,
When there's no one to care or see,
Being loved is the one thing worth dying for.

I cry, but no one will see,
I try to hold on, I try to reason,
I dream every night of the one I love,
but always face nightmares when I wake

Being loved is the one thing worth living for,
But when you're down and out,
when you're heart's ripped out.
Being loved is the one thing worth dying for.