On this, the night before my departure
Her eyes, as they invade my psyche, are memorized
In this darkly bedroom I visualize
My future depends upon her
In this, the pledge before my departure
I promise, as we lay side by side, this won't be the last time
Don't be afraid of terrorist skies
My future forbids a martyr
During this, the worship before my departure
Those lips, a perfect medium-rare, are magnetic against mine
I'll fulfill my promise if I should die
My future survives inside her
Because this, the reluctance before my departure
My fear, the chance of sudden death, is sleepless dementia
She'll accept my haunting as a resurrection
Her future summons a specter
After this, the stress before my departure
Our minds, lost in madness, ignore insanity's direction
We'll follow the compass of heartfelt intentions
Her future guides a navigator
On this, the night before my departure
I dedicate, with comatose caresses, displays of affection
I'll send her to bed with everlasting impressions
Her future lies beside her