And I'm thinking of you,

Thinking of us and

How great things will be

Once we're both out

And in the free world together.

Oh how I cna't wait

For next march to come,

But I'm worried you'll leave

And find another while

I'm still incarcerated.

Will you,

Could you be that mean

Or will you still continue

to be a man of his word

And stick by me through

All of this?

You tell me because

I need to know.