In your wound, I might not cry in pain
In your madness, I might not act insane
Yet in your happiness I can smile
And in your success I can feel winner in my style.

In your sunshine, I can bask the heat
In your songs, I can sing my tweet
In your music, I can dance with the beat
Just because without you I feel incomplete.

And may be with passing seconds
I will also own your madness
And god forsake your future sickness
But if it happens, I will show whole support to my lioness.