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.