If I could trade places with you, I would
But what good would it do?
Would my death have the same impact on you?
Would my memory have the same effect?
Would I make a greater impact through life
Or through death?
I guess we’ll never know
Because trading places is impossible
But know that I would
I’d take the pain away
If I could
I weep for you and all the rest
All the ones who were stolen
And all the ones who left