Even in slumber he grimaces.
His wounds must run so deep,
If his demons can follow him into his sleep.
I want to ease his pain,
I want to fix his heart.
But I can't, we both know,
I'm no angel,
I can't save his soul.
He's always been by me from the start,
He waited while I fought off my demons,
He forgives me for the things I say,
Because he knows I don't mean them.
I know I can't save this man,
But I'll do what I can,
Even to just hold his hand.
Oh, how selfish I can be.
I stay,
Even though I know,
One of the demons that plague him is me.
