Why do we get emotional and think of people so highly,
Only when we realise that we might lose them?
Why can't we see the beauty in them each and every day,
And tell them how much we care?

I don't want to lose him.
Oh, how I don't want to lose him.
For the sake of those he's close to.
Please don't take another life.

I want to see all the things he wants to do.
I want to share the future that he has planned out.
I want him to experience the joy of success,
And the love of another.
I want to be with him at the opening of his film,
Or the first showing of his play.

I want his mother to have some rest from all the worry.
I want for him to have the peace of good health.
I wish for him to have the kind of energy he knew.
I want for him to talk to people with the confidence of a man
Who feels content with what he has.
I want the worries of the world to leave him alone.

I want the satisfaction of fulfilled ambition to fill his mind
Rather than the evil that grows there now.
I want to understand the meaning of illness in the world.
I want to give our doctors the means to conquer them.
I want to hold him, and comfort him.
I want to tell him there is hope
And for this to be true, and not just the thing you say.

Give him the strength to fight within.
Give me the strength to be there for him.
Give us all a clear vision of what life means.
Give us the means to control our world,
Or give us comprehension of why we can't.

I don't want to lose him.
Oh, how I don't want to lose him,
For the sake of those he's close to.
Please don't take another life.