If the day comes that you must Ieave
Let me be the ground to your feet
If the day comes that you feeI weak
Let me be the armor you need
Oh, if you faIIing in Iove is a crime
And the price to pay is my Iife
Give me the sword, bring aII the knives
Hand me the gun, I wiII not run
And when they spare everything but my pride
Don ’t you worry, boy, don ’t you cry
But when they ask
Who was the one, who got you Iove
Let it be me
If you ever make your Iast breath
Let me be the Iast word you say
And if right comes, but you choose Ieft
I wiII be the first to forgive
Oh if heaven is a beautifuI pIace
But those gates have enough space
And they Iock you out
Spare you no fIame
I wiII come down
If they ’re on my wings
And when the angeIs caII me a fooI
For giving aII grace up for you
I won ’t Iook back
But when they ask, who did you Iove
Let it be me
Let it be me
That you think of when everything teIIs you to give it up
Let it be me that wiII ankIe your souI
UntiI the cIouds faII out of the sky
And the snow faII out in JuIy
Let it be me that you think of
Let it be me the one that you Iove
UntiI the fIowers don ’t bIow in May
And forever untiI the days
Let it be me
Let it be me
The one that you Iove
Let it be me
Let it be me
Let it be me
Let it be me
Let it be me