As you lay there dieing <br />I sit hear crying, <br />Wishing I could do something, <br />Knowing there is nothing <br />I can do or say. <br />I wish there was a price to pay <br />To make you all better <br />But there’s not, so I'll right you a letter. <br />And give you my hope about a paradises <br />And life is not just a role of the dice.<br /><br />lilly mandrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alan/
