I want to make it all better

I'm wishing my hands could heal

I say, "I'm right here for you"

When I know I'm still someplace else

Still someplace else outside



Your will winded left speechless

Palms out and the face that goes still

You're running short but not empty



Focus away from the strobes and the sirens

And turn to the sea

I'm less than arm's reach away

With the strength you'd once given me



Here, take mine

Here, take mine



To some I am not to be trusted

I neglect, I forget, I've forgotten

I have come to admit my indifference

but you--I feel you.



You're not numb

to my hand on your cheek

You don't want me to leave

I'm right here if the strength of my presence

Is all that you need



Here, take mine

Here, take mind



I want to make it all better

I'm wishing my hands could heal