Hello Mike, how do you do today ?
Are you happyyou survived another night ?
Did you dream of the car you saw too late ?
Or the second when it smashed you aside ?
Don't listen to the silent signals
and don't be afraid of all the machines;
they're your friends in the twilight of mind...
but the nurse and me reallyknow what it means.
Should I thank you, God,
for the grace that it's not me
who's lying there
with that hoses breathing for me ?
It doesn't hurt less, God,
to be haunted by the question:
What did that poor boy
to have lost your protection ?
So you're waiting what will happen;
are you still awake or already insane ?
You know, for me you are a tragedy,
although I don't know nothing but your name...
You're not much older than me, my dear,
just a handsome stranger behind the pane;
you got to keep on fighting, carry on !
I can't believe all I said was at last in vain...
Should I thank you, God, ......
Want to comfort you
want to watch over you
WANT YOU TO LIVE