not have much of an life but when i get touched
theres feelings that nobody can erase
theres feelings that nobody can erase
try the best to memories this how i went
felt out over the wheelchair , head over the heel
and feel into that carrier , how i hit that head
you help me up in bed and i though i been saved by an angel
because you got an shine around that looked quite holy
and how you clean my body
the intimacy of it , like secrecy and games in lock down
dont care if everyone know because nobody now
really was going on - but you had my heart won
one the day one and i never really let you have it back
did you the only kisses i get is by the reaper
but something god said i wore an keeper
been an long road and i like how you make me bloom
there in my room , how i love when you pick out my meds
and help me taking them " sorry when i throw up in your hands "
how you clean me up and when i forget you still wore in the room
and i begin to undress , quite awkward but i like me be best , naked
and i bet you do to , better then the older ladies people you took care off
because remember us be hot stuff ,that your eyes suit you perfect
because they got that perfect amount sympathy and empathy
and sick person want but also that you acknowledge a women worth
¨can i tell a bit starstruck on you and the way you handle my illness ever done
thats a why you know be great doctor , nurse , brother , soldier and friend
because you already are mine , at least four of these and i hope you know
i write about everyone i count as friend
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