Is It Okay?

         
Is it Okay?

Would it be okay with you if I held on to this
'til tomorrow is today?
Would it be okay with you, if I never went away?
Would it be okay?
Should I lay in stupor here, awake but not alive,
And would it be okay
if I lived a hollow life, for in this I prove my love,
and show that it's okay.
Just let me lay here with you, forget what it may cost;
or what I give away.
Because the pain is worth it the loss, my dear.
You make it okay.