� � � I wanna watch you sleep in peaceful, rest in your heart and your soul. � � Wish you'd never wake without the other, lying by your side. � � I wanna wake from the coma with you, aim at your dreams and your goals. � � And I'm sure your stories always will unfold. � � � I'm trying to get you up, but you're going down. � � And you are not okay, you are not okay. � � I wanna carry you, but you won't get up. � � It's really killing me, you know it's killing me. � � � I wanna join you sleeping peaceful, feeling the sun in our room. � � Water, plenty of rays and beaming lights, surely it does me good. � � And I wanna trust the pulse in which decay is followed by bloom. � � And I'm sure your floor will turn out beautiful. � � I'm trying to get you up, but you're going down. � � And you are not okay, you are not okay. � � I wanna carry you, but you won't get up. � � It's really killing me, you know it's killing me. � � � � I'm trying to get you up, but you're going down. � � And you are not okay, you are not okay. � � I wanna carry you, but you won't get up. � � It's really killing me, you know it's killing me. � � � � � � �