I Cry
(Lyra's thoughts as she said goodbye)
Down my cheeks the tears do flow
I cry for the future that we'll never know
The wedding we'll never have, the children that are not to be
We shall grow old, but I not with you, and you not with me
Together for so long and now we must part
But you'll always hold the most space in my heart
After all that we've been through, all that we've done
After the joy and the pain, the fear and the fun
We save the worlds and what do we get?
But meeting you Will, I'll never regret
I'll never forget you or your knife
Oh how I would have loved to become your wife
I cry for you and I cry for me
I cry for the day we kissed under the tree
I cry because of what we must do
I cry because, Will, I love you!
I cry because there are no words for what I wish to say
And I'll cry on that bench on Midsummer's Day