The ease of the burn
And the numb settles in after moments.

My medicine exists only within them.
My cancer grows deeper
as the months and years increase

The days are spinning by,
I grow weak
I get sicker
And i fall faster.

Where is my cure?
Where has my numb feeling gone to?

I will wait in my hospital bed
And wait for the nurse to return with you.

I will wait day by day
and wait for my phone to ring
and to hear your lovely voice.

To hear your lovely voice say
Everything will be okay.