Refuel.

You curled up in my arms tonight.
It's been a rough old day.
You wanted me to hold you close,
You had fear I would not stay.

You curled up in my arms tonight.
It squeezed hard on my heart,
I hate to see you sad, in pain,
But I must not fall apart.

You curled up in my arms tonight.
The privilege was mine,
But my power to halt the heavy sobs,
Now needs refuelling with wine.