Battle Cries and Ballads

Teardrops on my Shield

Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift

Bucky looked right at me. I fake a smile so he won't see. That I want and I'm needing everything that he should be. I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talked about. And she's got everything that I have to live without.

Bucky talks to me, I laugh because its just so funny. That I can't even see anyone when he's with me. He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right, I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night.

He's the reason for the teardrops on my shield. The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star. He's the song in the Quinjet I keep singing, but I don't know why I do.

Bucky walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe? And there he goes, so perfectly, the kind of flawless I wish I could be. She better hold him tight, give him all my love. Look into those beautiful eyes and know he's lucky.

So I ride home alone, I turn out the lights. I'll put his picture down and clear him from my mind, and maybe get some sleep tonight.

Bucky looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.

"Cap?" Tony called him out of his day dream.

"Hm? what?" Steve blinked looking to his friend.

"You okay?" He asked, worry in his tone.

Steve faked a smile to him setting down old files, "of course." He closed the folder that had a picture of his lost friend.

"You sure? Whatcha looking at?" He asked peeking around to see the file.

"Oh, just some old files. It's nothing." He said softly as he wrapped his arms around Tony.

Tony smiled up at him, "want to grab a drink with me?"

Steve smiled to him. "Sure," he responded.

Tony pulled away and pulled him with him to go down to his bar.

If only you were here Bucky. I'm sorry I couldn't save you, but heaven was missin' an angel... Steve thought. If only I could numb the pain...