A fight that can't be won

With a teardrop in my eye ..,
Sitting beside your bed...
Seeing how everyday is a struggle for you...
An Illness that can't be cured,
A fight that can't be won
That makes all hope vanish....
Realising how less time there is left...
Before death takes you away from us..,
Thinking and talking about time we have spend...
The good old days...
You always were there..
Realising now how much i care...
Anger that i feel,
because it isn't fair
That this horrible disease,
To make a strong person as you are so weak
Maybe we must accept the fact about this all seems to be so clear,
Never want you to feel any fear,
I will be right by your side
untill the end is near
we have those dear memories...
Memories that will be treasured
Memories that never will be forgot
You will always be in my heart..

Lyric by Moon