Down in my bed where you rested so sickly
I wiped my brow and tended to you softly
Lay there the ice cubes on my bedside table
Melting and shifting in its empty glass

My empty palm hugs the trail of your back
Dear, you need some fixing and I can help with that
I’ll turn my cheek when you’re acting astray
And reel you back in with my old shepard’s cane

Darling, the ice is already half melted
Please get better soon, I need you well rested
You hum an old tune and turned your view  
“You put up with me too much, but I don’t want to lose you”

Of course I’ll stay here, I’m caring and cleaning
Wipe the dust off of hearts that are still bleeding
I want you to like me
Whatever it takes to keep you from leaving
And you know I can take quite the beating