The night is frail and quiet
I wish that I could help
But he will still perish
And nothing can be changed.
I sit and stroke his hair;
It's soft and fluffy.
I just want to forget
And finally be happy.
He mumbles something
I can't understand
He's talking in his sleep
He's calling my name.
I hold him tight and hold his hand
Its sad to think that this will end
But no matter how hard I try
Soon enough my love will die.
And leave me all alone.
My heart rests within his palms
His actions influence my very soul.
He has full control over me
And I prefer it this way.
I just wish to be there for him
Tend to his every wound
Fulfill his every need
The very best I could.
And I'll do just that
Until the very end
Which is much closer
Than I could expect.
