Testing The Strong Ones

There's an angel by your hospital bed desparate to hear his name on your breath.
As he looks down you're not making a sound.
Open your eyes and look at me.
I'll bring to you whatever you need.
I'll tell you I'm sorry that I can't take this pain away from you.
I'd put it on my own body if I knew how to, can't you see?
I've got to bust you out of here somehow.
I've never seen your heart this tired I've never seen your spirit held down.
I know that you say, "this is what you get for being a bad child."
But I know this will be your reward in just a little while.
It's testing the strong ones.
It's scarring the beautiful ones.
It's holding the loved ones one last time.