I'd be there for you.
You know I would.
I told you so,
when I heard you were sick.

I wouldn't care,
if the sickness took me.
Just as long as you got rest,
and a kiss to the cheek.

Every time I'd pray,
if nothing else cools you.
My not as warm lips,
but do the trick.

Maybe I do love you,
but it's too early to tell.
Everything is perfect,
except for the ailment you befell.

I'll be there with you,
until your fever calms.
A kiss to your cheek for love,
as we're holding each other's palms.


-WR-