My sweet crusader
Setting out to cure
The world from inaction
And thoughts impure
To wipe tears clean
The foe of all evil
And people who are mean
When we were young
We tried to change the world
Each day, each night
We were up for the fight
And well as we might
For we were often right
For when we were young
We could set the world alight
My sweet crusader
Meets the world head-on
A crash soon ensues
Her flesh is torn
A wreck left behind
But this wreck is mine
To nurse back to health
By time and wealth
My sweet crusader
Carries the battle to me
She is hurt by the world
It is so clear to see
How bitter her lips are
How bitter her words
She hates my kind now
Soon she too will find me absurd.