If i could pluck the stars from the sky
would that not cease your cry
Or if i was to fly to the highest of peaks
to gather the rare flowers you seek.

If i was to catch the mist of the sea
then perhaps you would could forgive me.
If i was to tame the wildest shark
would that not end your bleeding heart?

If i was to weave into a golden thread
thati take back the words I've said
If i was to make Hades rise to my will
tell me old friend, would you hate me still?

If i made a witch brew a potion
that would transform land into ocean
If i was to give my heart and my soul
Would that pay my debt untold?

If i was to tell you i love you still
and for you a thousand i'd kill
If i was to say you are most important to me
could that ever come close to making you believe?