I had a lesson in loving you.
Small comforts for the prices paid.
Small comforts for the bruises
And the hope for change
Small comforts for the survivors
And their invading pain
Small comforts for the apologies
And these cries unheard
Small comforts for the whys
To remain unanswered
I had a lesson in loving you
The truth, I�m learning still.
How I should have known in loving you,
small comforts come to kill .