Sick and down
But, you're there to help
Words cannot describe
This gratitude inside
It makes me want to cry
I'll never be sick alone again.

My head pounding
My palms sweating
But, you're there brushing my hair away
From my eyes so I can see
Even when I'm as sick as can be.

Half expected you to leave
While I rest and sleep
But, here you are
Calling me beautiful
Through the sweat and the bed head
Through the runny nose and the bad breath.

Take me to the doctor's
Not just handing me the keys
I'm not used to someone being good to me.