Though I don't suffer the way you do
I’m hurting now just the same.
And though my troubles may be few
I sit here feeling your pain.
For you it's a physical anguish
while my heart it pangs with sorrow.
Praying that your pain it might vanish
hoping for you a better tomorrow.
If only there was something more
I could do to brighten your day.
It might offer you a little comfort
and chase any blues away.
So if even for just this one moment
a smile can form on your lips.
My job will be done with some pain forgotten
and our hearts will start doing flips.