I know he's living in hell every single day
And so I ask, oh God is there some way for me take his place?
And when they say it's all touch and go
I wish I could make it go away but still you say
Will you think that you're all alone
When no one's there to hold your hand?
When all you know seems so far away
And everything is temporary, rest your head
I'm permanent, I'm permanent
- David Cook
