well, i heard about what happened, so i made it as fast as i could to look you in the eyes at least for one last time. holding your hand and listening to you heartbeat mechanicalized by the beeps...i thought that it would be much easier to be strong. i guess i was wrong.

well i've been crying, and i can tell that you can tell that i've spent all night on the floor just crying, crying...and i can tell that you can tell, that i've spent all night on the floor

the steady drops of the machines, they tell me that it's not looking too well. i know the odds are stacked against you, but you've always been one to fight the odds...so i'll run my fingers through your hair and watch you close youe eyes, just go to sleep. and in the morning it will be all right.

i'm not ready yet, i'm not ready yet. well i'm not conditioned to deal with things like this and it's too hard to look you in the eyes when you can tell that i have visibly been crying, i have visibly been crying. and you can...